Wednesday was better than Tuesday, MUCH better. Tuesday morning I was lying on the bathroom floor waiting for Eric to bring me Gatorade and about 95% certain that I'd soon be rushed to the hospital. I don't know if it is a bug or if it is the result of bad pistachios. Monday night, instead of eating candy, I decided to eat nuts while handing the candy out. I'd soon had enough and went for the Saltines. When I woke up the next morning it was severe. I spent most of the day sleeping. Wednesday wasn't perfect but much better. We'll see how Thursday goes.
