The numbers of times I've ate something and had to spend the next three days in close proximity to a bathroom is beyond counting. It's the problem of having been raised very sanitary conditions; my stomach never developed the fortitude to take this. Fortunately, only a few times has it been bad enough that I needed to go to a doctor for antibiotics.
This week has been very odd: What started out mild has become worse every day. Tonight I had three invites to do things and I had to turn them all down. (I can go a month without three invites so three in one night is like the popularity jackpot.) I had to decline them all because I'm just plain feeling miserable.
Update: Behold the power of blogging!
At 4PM I cancelled all evening plans. At 5PM I was curled up in the fetal position on my bed. At 7PM I posted the above to avoid paying the Republican Party of Iowa $100. Rather instantly I began to feel better.
Instead of Reverend Kranz I might become "Blogging faith healer SmK."
Or not.
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