I spent most of yesterday in my recliner wrapped up in a blanket, but thankfully no more bowing to the porcelain god. I continued to drink water and had a glass of Gatorade, but I still didn't have an appetite. I did make myself drink the broth from a can of Progresso chicken noodle soup and had some very tasty oyster crackers. Last night the Old Man and I both prayed for my appetite to come back by tomorrow afternoon. Other than still feeling tired, I don't feel bad.
Shortly I am going to head out to Lowes and pick up our little tree, and then go to Paul's Fruit Market to pick our re-heat Thanksgiving dinner. Then when I get back from errands, I plan to rest in my recliner again.
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