I hate being sick.

HATE HATE HATE. I have been blessed with the stomach flu the last 24 hours. For those of you who know me well, this might as well be a death sentence for me. I always get it really bad, involving me not drinking (but a lot of puking) for 2-3 days. I get pretty dehydrated and have been physically dragged to the ER for fluids. This time, it was not as bad as it could have been. I've eaten some toast this morning...and so far, am feeling really weak, but not queasy. I called in for work today because I knew I would not be worth anything, especially if I kept running to the bathroom, sharing my germs with my wee friends. Not cool. So, I'm just laying low right now, trying not to overdo the food.

Puppy update! Liberty is getting over being depressed that I had to work so much the last couple of days. Towards the end, she was pretty mopey and sad. She's doing much better now that mom is home. Sadie is starting to walk on her leg and the swelling is really starting to go away. The bottom part of her incision looks gross, but the infection is going away thanks to her antibiotics and inability to chew on her incision. And Oliver. Poor, poor Oliver. He has been whisked away this morning to the vet to have his bits removed. He didn't even know it was coming...kind of like a cruel joke. We're mean.

I watch old people TV. I admit it. I love Matlock and Murder She Wrote. The problem comes with the commercials that play during these shows. My days are filled with commercials for Medicare drug plans, Liberty Medical Supply Company, and the stupid Hoverround riding scooter. It's the punishment I have to endure for wanting to watch old people TV.

Well, I think I am going to go spend some time in my bed...I'm so tired! :(