I felt great yesterday. I went shopping with my mother-in-law, I cleaned the kitchen and even scrubbed the hard water stains in the sink, organized....
Ate dinner (subway).
And threw up.
And threw up.
And threw up again. And again. And again.
Then when I didn't have anything left to throw up I threw up stomach acid, all night.
I drove all the way from Utah to Indiana to see my sister-in-law graduate, but instead I'm going to be here throwing up.
BUT I was 158 this morning.