Last night around 8:20 (immediately following the first earthquake in 8 years that has legitimately scared me), I came down with a gnarly stomach virus. My friend Cari had it the evening prior, and although I was at her house (babysitting her kids), I was super careful not to get anywhere near her. So much for that!
Basically, in both our cases, this particular stomach virus involved about 4 hours of misery, followed by another day of massive headache, unsettled tummy, achy limbs, etc. Finally, this afternoon (after calling in sick & laying around/napping all day in my Tim Riggins jersey), I started to feel like I was really on the upswing . . . I ate a crumpet, drank some electrolytes, and bleached the hell out of my bathroom.
But then I saw some facebook posts from my family in Georgia. First, Ignatius's status (he's home! and doing better!!):