Lonely and Sick... What a Combo

Andrea left yesterday, and it took me all of 3 hours before I started feeling ill. I actually have been feeling like I was starting to come down with something a few days ago, but I really didn't think it would evolve to being able to hold down only water and saltines. What a waste of a weekend.

On a somewhat funny (although not that funny) note, the dog also is having trouble holding stuff down. I think his is more from the fact that Andrea isn't around and his schedule is whacked out. But he still has found the strength to bark out the front window at all of the people outside today in the neighborhood. Maybe he's trying to give me a headache to help me forget about my stomach.