Yesterday, I left work early. My boss told me that I looked like I was in a lot of pain, and add that with the fact that I was running to the restroom literally every five minutes, and I was sent home because of it.
I still am running to the restroom every few minutes. My intestines feel cramped and bloated, and they also feel like somebody kicked them repeatedly. I am drinking a fair amount of Gatorade to keep me from getting too dehydrated in the meanwhile.
This is not my idea of fun. Frankly, I am feeling incredibly miserable. And the timing could not possibly be any worse - I have been working on a very important project for my employer that is due this Friday.
This is my existence today. Let me have my moment of self-pity.