Yesterday was a productive day for me, in spite of feeling like I had been run over by a truck. I had trouble sleeping and only managed about three hours total the night before. I finally got up and left Terry sleeping and sat at my desk, making changes she had indicated in the chapters I had printed out for her in my new book.
With that done, I went and sat in my recliner for a while, hoping I might be able to sleep there, but it seemed like I was feeling worse by the minute. Then intense nausea hit me. I won’t go into all the details, but let’s just say I spent a lot of time on my knees worshiping the porcelain throne.
So much so that I woke Terry up, even though I was trying to be quiet. There are some things you just can’t do quietly. She made me some tea, which helped a bit, and though I was not the least bit hungry, I did eat an English muffin just to have something in my stomach.
I’m not sure what the problem was. It felt like every joint in my body ached, and somebody was having a bullfight inside my skull. The queasy feeling lasted all day and all evening in varying degrees. Terry took my temperature, and it was normal.
Several people asked if I thought I might be coming down with COVID-19, but I think it was just a case of the crud. We’ll see how today goes. I have to go to the VA medical center in Daytona Beach for some lab work today or tomorrow, and if I still feel this way then, I’ll ask for a swab test.
In spite of that, I still managed to knock out another 4,200 words in my new family saga book. I am at 84K words now and still loving it as much as I did after I wrote the first chapter.
And I’m afraid that’s all I have for you today. It’s past midnight, and I need to get some rest.
Congratulations Sue Pace, winner of our drawing for an audiobook of Fight For the Kingdom by Victoria Schwimley. It’s the story of two boys who go on a camping trip and find themselves on a magical adventure in another land. This is one your grandkids will love. We had 33 entries this time around. Stay tuned, a new contest starts soon.
Thought For The Day – If my grandfather were alive today, he’d be trapped in a box underground. Horrible to think about, really.