Yesterday I’m having a nightmare, but it’s OK, I’ve woken up. So how come it still feels like a nightmare, only worse. I blame the pizza. I‘m still having visions of pizza, with meat and cheese, so much meat and greasy cheese, and it’s burnt. Why did I eat it I think. The rest of the day is a nausea filled blur, spent half in bed and half in, well, another room. The highlight is Issy coming back after buying half the pharmacy - anti-nausea tablets, Panadol, electrolyte….. maybe we really should have gone to the hospital like she suggested. At least she’s not sick too, although I’m not sure how she’s escaped. We had at least one piece of each other’s pizza. We did have different drinks. That must be it, although I wasn’t aware
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