Things have been quiet of late and I suppose I took that for granted. Last night I started vomiting about an hour after dinner. I'd been feeling well all day and it came as a surprise. One minute I was sitting next to Chris and the next I was flying through the house desperate not to get sick before I reached the bathroom. I ended up being sick three times over the next hour or so, but I feel fine today. Maybe it was something that I ate. This might be the first time in my life that I'm pulling for food poisoning.
I have appointments at MDA next week, so we're just going to sit back and see what happens. If I start vomiting again, or have any other symptoms then we'll probably go into Houston a day or so early.