I woke up this morning feeling not so good. I drove to church, decided the symptoms were rapidly getting worse, and left before the service started. Whatever this stuff was, it came on fast and hard and knocked me flat out for the day.
Fortunately, it was parents to the rescue. Mom parachuted in with ginger ale, Excedrin, and stomach-friendly foods. She even did my laundry while I was crashed on the couch! Thanks, mom!
Anyway, I'm still wiped and still on the couch, though the worst seems to have passed. I can stand now without getting queasy, but I'm still weak and not many flash cards are getting made. The next final is Tuesday morning, so hopefully I'll be in good study shape tomorrow.