It started yesterday afternoon with a little nausea, a little fatigue. My muscles were sore and I dismissed the symptoms as the result of having had to wake up in the middle of the night the previous night to deal with a Suji bathroom emergency. That and my wife’s insistence on doing these Japanese posture exercises every morning. I didn’t think anything of it but I nevertheless took Akemi’s advice and went to bed early. I was out at 9:00 p.m. Two hours later I was awake. I felt as though the oatmeal I’d had for dinner had hardened into an impenetrable ball and was sitting in my esophagus. No amount of water would clear the seeming blockage. I took a couple of tylenols and tried to sleep it off, but I found it impossible to sleep. The only semi-comfortable position was lying propped up on my back – but even that wasn’t enough to get me truly comfortable. So I popped a melatonin and hoped I could sleep it off. That didn’t do the trick. Neither did vomiting a half dozen times. Finally, at a little after 5:00 a.m., I dozed off – and woke up at 8:0 this morning feeling slightly better.
Slightly. My diet today has consisted of the rice gruel and chicken Akemi prepared for me, and gatorade. I’ve napped three times, but still managed to get in a Japanese lesson. I think I’ll stick the workout tonight, the oatmeal, and hope I can sleep through the night for the first time in three days.
Fear not. My wife is taking care of me.
Today’s Yes/No which, given my present state, would be a definite not…
— Joseph Mallozzi 🏴☠️ (@BaronDestructo) November 19, 2022
Also, my phone died today. It was very old but I stuck with it despite its constant inability to recharge and the fact that its battery would completely deplete with in a few hours. It’s picture quality was no the greatest and its volume had begun to fade, but it was small – and that’s a rarity in this day of smart phones just slightly smaller than an iPad. So, I ordered a new one today. Looking forward to find out how mini is “mini”.