Barfy Christmas

Well, it never fails. I come to Utah for Christmas, I get sick. Most years I pick up a croupy cold. One particular year I spent time in the ER with a case of kidney stones.

This year it's the stomach flu.

I was sick during the family smörgåsbord. I've been sick all this morning. The only thing that gives me any relief is sleep, because when I'm sleeping I can't feel my stomach cramping up. I'm trying to figure out where it's all coming from, because by now I figure my body's had a chance to evacuate everything I've ever ingested in my entire life.

Anyway, I'm off to take a shower and chug some Pepto-Bismol. Hoping your Christmas is better!

nngh.