Thinking I would only be under the weather for a day or so, I had kept all my plans for the next week, even planning a day of shopping today. That isn’t happening.
Fortunately, Terry was able to do the shopping this morning, and I made calls to cancel the Good News Club that happens every Tuesday. I felt so bad about canceling, but there are only three of us in town this week and I knew the other couple would not be up to doing the whole hour and a half by themselves. We have never had to cancel before, and now it’s my fault when we do. You can only imagine how terrible I feel about that.
This bout of illness has morphed into a gastroparesis flare. I’ve not had one for quite awhile. The doctor says that my system just shuts down. I have a prescription I can take when the flare happens, but it makes me very sleepy and makes it hard to concentrate. Someone posed on Facebook that today is “Take a Nap Day.” Works for me.
Looks like tomorrow may also be “Nap Day” if this flare continues to linger. I sure hope I can climb “over” the wall and not “camp” here for any longer.