a few days ago, Beloved was suddenly stricken by a Terrible Tummy Bug... at least, i knew it for a Terrible Tummy Bug. Beloved wanted to believe it was food poisoning (is it more manly to have food poisoning?) but, as i said to my son-in-law, you don't amass almost 100 years as a mother without knowing a Terrible Tummy Bug when you see one.
Beloved recuperated relatively quickly and has been dazzled by his literally overnight drop in weight, to the extent he's now exploring raw foods and a vegan lifestyle.
last night, the Terrible Tummy Bug struck me.
i spent a good portion of yesterday evening imagining how much weight i was losing.
i spent all of today either curled up in bed, or on the couch, nibbling saltines and sipping flat coke and peppermint tea. i feel a lot better - and a lot lighter - now.
and furthermore, the war will end. blessed be.