Long day

I spent the afternoon running around getting supplies for my boy, taking care of him, cleaning up massive amounts of vomit, disinfecting everything, cooking dinner for my family, cooking dinner for me, and generally resenting everyone. Not one offer of help.

I truly hope I don't get this thing. If I do, I'll start the 72 hour VLCD and take care of myself as much as P3 allows. Get back on the wagon when I'm well to get the minimum days in. Hopefully it won't come to that. I fear this flu given my compromised liver.

I am, however, thinking about doing a planned interruption so I could have steak for dinner with my husband on our 10 year anniversary on the 17. I don't know though. It would delay everything by 3 days and given my lack of progress as is, I'd just assume this whole damned thing was over.

I'm in a mood, can you tell?