thank god for electric six
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2011.07.28
My brother and his wife were passing through town on their way to Peru today. I was too sick to meet them, sadly.
One of those weird stomach bugs that seems to come and go in 36 hours but leaves you bedridden throughout the interim.
One of the wonders of aging seems to be that having a fever can now lead to a migraine. Wonnnnderful new twist!
By the evening I was feeling somewhat able to return to my feet and yes, I caught up with some work I'd missed. Malt Liq^H^H^H^H Electic Six, eases the pain.