So, some how, I managed to get some sort of 'stomach thing'. I was fine when I left work and wet out for a few ciders, I was fine when I got on the tram and came home. I was sitting in front of the tv and realised my stomach was really quite sore. I decided a small dinner was in order and Neil was heating a sausage roll, so I just had one of these. It didn't help, I still felt awful, so I went to bed. I had a shit nights sleep, cos I was uncomfortable, no matter how I was lying. When I work up, I still felt awful, and that had been the continuing theme for the day. About three I decided soup would be a good idea. It wasn't. Back to bed, still feeling awful.
Without going in to too many revolting details, things are slowly moving down and I feel like I'm slowly improving. I got so brave, I decided to have plain dry biscuits and lemonade. These went down so well, the after a while I decided to try the soup again. There was nearly a set back, and I had to have a quick lie down, but in the end. I think it went down ok. God I hope I feel better tomorrow. I've already cancelled the day of caching I had lined up :(