When I woke up this morning I only had a slight fever, so I figured I was over the worst. That was before the stomach cramps started. It's been a weird day, because when not hurting I've felt quite fine. But then periodically they will hit, sharp pain all over my abdomen, and all I want to do is curl up and whimper. It feels as though my intestines have been replaced by a squirming mass of poisonous snakes. (cool analogy though, isn't it?)
So I've been working today, pairing on the phone with a fellow in NH. Being able to work from home has been such a blessing today, since it meant I could work and be effective during the non-hurting times. When the cramps started I could clutch at my gut and make all the nasty faces I wanted without anyone seeing (I am quite sure that making faces helps alleviate pain), and when necessary I could put him on hold and hobble away to walk around moaning pitifully or visit the bathroom. Sometimes a trip to the toilet has helped, although more frequently these trips have been, well, unproductive. Heh. (I know, that analogy is less impressive.)
To make matters worse, my cable-internet has been once again intermittent. The first time in the morning when it went out, it returned 30 minutes later without rhyme or reason. The second time was kind of amusing. The cable went out, and I wandered into the livingroom to look out the window. There in front of my house was a Comcast truck! Not to mention two additional vans parked nearby! I looked out my back window at my actual cables, by which I mean the wires running to my house. There on a nearby telephone pole was a worker messing with my cable!
I described the sight to my coworker. "This guy must be the source of my current outage." He recommended that I throw rotten tomatoes at him. "Oh shoot, I need to visit the grocery store. I don't have any tomatoes."
I decided not to visit the grocery, nor the coffee shop nor library. Instead I just spied on my cable guy, watching him do whatever it was he was doing on the pole. When he climbed down, I saw my cable modem coming back to life. He must have fixed it -- good thing I didn't throw any fruit.
Happily that was the last outage of the day, and I am hoping that it will be the last outage ever! Or at least for a very long time.
M asked me on the phone this evening if I needed anything from the store or whatever. I said that unless he knew of a cure for stomach cramps, I was all set. I already have plenty of things around the house that don't cure stomach cramps. Sadly, he didn't know of any miracle cures. Darn alleged medical professionals.
I didn't even think of asking him for tomatoes... but the cable guy was long-gone by that time. If he comes back tomorrow and I still don't have any tomatoes though, I'm going to feel downright foolish.