Guess it wasn't the garlic

Still sick. Darn. Yesterday featured a one-dish meal - ice cream. Don't know why, but when everything else turned my tummy, a bowl of ice cream sounded good. So I ate it. Finally 'woke up' around 4am and feel like I have a brain again but man... I'm hungry. And afraid to eat anything. No crackers in the house but I soaked (wheat) bread in Chicken Noodle soup and that was good. It's not being rude, anyway. But my tummy feels like a kick-boxer has been in there for a few days. Think I'm staying home today. Well, except for the trip to the commissary for more soup and crackers.

Urg. hey, it's not even 6am. Maybe I'll gee much better by afternoon!