Last night was perhaps one of the worst bouts with food poisoning (I’m assuming) I’ve ever battled. I got home from work, looking pretty peaked and then like a ton of bricks it hit me.

wham

For the next 10 hours or so, I got rid of nearly every extraneous fluid in my system. Sorry, it was awful and that’s about the best way I could envision describing it. Waking up this morning, I felt better…ish. After a quick jaunt into the office for a meeting where everyone slid their chairs a couple feet further away from me, I came home to kill some Gatorade and eventually some old school Campbell’s condensed chicken noodle soup. Not the best soup, but it’s comfort in a can and entirely what my system needed to break out of the rut it was in.

A few more hours of work after blacking out in front of my computer … sometime before the soup … and I’d say it’s been a pretty jam packed 24 hours.

Here’s to refraining from that much condensed pain in the future. I’d much rather see sunrises through condensation on windowpanes any day.