My tummy hurts. And my head hurts. And the only way I am comfortable is when I am laying on my office floor. This happened a few weeks ago and I hurried home because I was sure I was dying. Then after I ate lunch I felt okay. I'm such a drama queen. I think this happens when I take Strattera on an empty stomach. I took it and then I ate a cookie. Yum! But I guess it didn't work. Yesterday I ate a big ol' bowl of Lucky Charms for breakfast but this morning there was no time. I slept as late as possible this morning. And it was good, deep sleep. So deep, in fact, Jesse reports I ripped a big ol' fart and didn't even wake up. Yes friends, I am a sleep-farter. Usually I wake myself up with my sleep-farts, which is okay because I giggle and look over to make sure Jesse heard so he can giggle too (he usually sleeps through them) and then go back to sleep and dream of my next fun sleep-fart.

I hope I feel better soon. It's hard to get work done while lying on the floor trying not to puke.