yesterday was good . . . I did not do very much . . . but it was enjoyable. I felt ok, better than I have in a while, I was in a good mood, I went for a walk with eric and the dogs. we had a wonderfuldinner and i enjoyed the fireworks. it was good. and then I got really sick. I threw up twice, I almost didn't make it to the bathroom. I felt as if my inside were about to go through my mouth. it was terrible. all night i had the chills, and hot flashes, and leg cramps. my entire body was screaming. this morning i could barely walk. i couldn't get out of be for my meds . . . but i didn't let anyone know that. i played it off, i even thought i could go to the softball games today until i stood up and realized that i'm not wonderwoman. i fought the nap, but in the end i could not fight it. when i woke up, i wanted nothing more than to return to the state i had been in. not resting or sleeping, just not here. my stomach hurts again, my eyes are burning, i am pain all over. i am upset with this. i should just admit defeat . . . and rest . . . to fight again another day.