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I took T. to track. I didn’t feel very good, but I figured I was just super tired from the day before. I had a nice chat, altho parts of it were super disturbing. I’m trying to figure out whether I can even anonymize these stories adequately (hazing stories). Awful.
When I got home, I cleaned out the fridge. I had a salad for lunch and as I was eating it I kept thinking, this is a bad idea. But I figured, I need to eat lunch, or I’ll feel worse. Mistake! I got through a bunch of laundry, but asked R. to drive T. to and from the movie theater to see Lego Movie 2. Good thing, too! Would not have wanted to be vomiting in my car, after all. I also asked R. to go to the grocery store, because we didn’t have any food (we were gone for a week, and I had run things down pretty thoroughly ahead of time, and then just got through throwing away all the produce that had gone off while we were gone). I made some cream of wheat for dinner, and apparently, that was the tipping point. Oh well!
I spent the rest of the afternoon / evening in bed. T. went to Subway to get dinner. I think R. finally fed A. — she hadn’t eaten breakfast or dinner, but didn’t seem to be all that interested. I would say it was a nothing day, except we got a lot accomplished, all things considered. I had R. fix me up some Drip Drop and that seemed to help.
When I got home, I cleaned out the fridge. I had a salad for lunch and as I was eating it I kept thinking, this is a bad idea. But I figured, I need to eat lunch, or I’ll feel worse. Mistake! I got through a bunch of laundry, but asked R. to drive T. to and from the movie theater to see Lego Movie 2. Good thing, too! Would not have wanted to be vomiting in my car, after all. I also asked R. to go to the grocery store, because we didn’t have any food (we were gone for a week, and I had run things down pretty thoroughly ahead of time, and then just got through throwing away all the produce that had gone off while we were gone). I made some cream of wheat for dinner, and apparently, that was the tipping point. Oh well!
I spent the rest of the afternoon / evening in bed. T. went to Subway to get dinner. I think R. finally fed A. — she hadn’t eaten breakfast or dinner, but didn’t seem to be all that interested. I would say it was a nothing day, except we got a lot accomplished, all things considered. I had R. fix me up some Drip Drop and that seemed to help.