That’s how I feel.
My better half is wrapped up in bed with a stomach bug, and after a day of feeling a bit bloated I am wondering if I might have the same thing.
I hope not.
Last time I had a stomach bug – a bad one – I spent a night of hell as the MS, particularly the vertigo kicked in. Every movement I made spun the world around a Dave centred axis forcing me to retch as the seasickness took control.
Irony of ironies tonight I was meant to go to my first local MS Society social evening. I have been looking forward to it for ages as well.
But I feel just too bleurrggghhh!