I wonder what causes a person to become ill, out of the blue. I guess it could be a million things, from a 24hr bug to some long undetected chronic condition. Either way, it's disconcerting. I prefer to have some warning ahead of time. After all I'm not as young as I used to be, and this stuff has the potential to be more serious than it did when I was 10 or 12.
Well I guess I did have some warning, just not much. On Friday morning, I walked the dog as normal - up around the cemetery, came back and started doing some eBay stuff. By 10 AM, I wasn't feeling good - but I thought maybe I was hungry. We had lunch with a friend (Judges in Morganton, overlooking the Catawba River), but I found I had no appetite. By 2 PM, I was felt there was a 50/50 chance that there would be some vomiting in my immediate future. By 2:30, I was pretty certain. We got back home around 3 PM, I walked into the bathroom and the festivities started, so to speak. I figured I'd be at it all night, but not quite. Things started quieting down after a couple of hours of pure misery.
In addition to that, I had a low grade fever (100.5 I think), a minor headache, and an on again off again sore throat. I pretty much didn't move most of the evening.
Saturday morning I felt better, but for the first time since one day in November 2008, I didn't take the dog out for it's usual morning walk.
Today, I think everything is ok.
I guess that is how it works though - there's very little rhyme or reason when you get sick. It just happens. And the fact that it was a very nice, warm spring day has nothing to do with anything. And I suppose I should be happy it was nothing major, and it was not any worse than it was.