So much for the climbing comp today

I woke up sick.  I went back to bed.  I woke up feeling even more sick.  I went back to bed again.  I woke up running for the bathroom and stayed up, never straying more than a few yards from the bathroom, the whole day.  So much for the climbing comp today…  I called my buddy at the climbing gym and asked her to set aside a t-shirt for me (which she had already done), and told her I was sick and wouldn’t be climbing today.  Frustrated is a mild word for what I’m feeling…besides incredibly ill.  I just ate some solid food – Yakitori rice at 1900 hrs.  We’ll see how I fare.  I don’t know if I’m sick due to the influenza shot that I got on Tuesday, or perhaps a withdrawal symptom of discontinuing the antifungal (which should be washing almost completely out of my system today-ish), or a different brand of a medication I got refilled at the pharmacy the other day that I took for the first time today…  I just don’t know.  All I know is that this is bad timing.  That seems to be the story of my life, but I’ve enjoyed a day of being sick in bed and the screaming meanies, so what’s there to complain about?  My spouse came out to my mom’s house where I’m staying and brought me a drink.  That was kind.  The conversation was good, too, given that I’m not a television-watcher.  I studied some Latin and wrote some more in preparation for some short stories or a novel, or whatever else my writerly self ends up cranking out.  I’m glad that it’s General Conference weekend so that there isn’t a formal church service tomorrow that I might feel inclined to go to.  I need to rest and do my bills tomorrow.  Bills, for sure!  And rest is a no-brainer!