Ugh. I don't use that word often, but it seems quite fitting in this situation. Going on five days since the onset of a "stomach virus" that had me in bed for the first day and has left me weak, shaking and appetite-less since.
You know I'm sick when I don't want to eat. It feels as though my brain's ability to signal hunger has been shorted out. There's not a show on the Food Network or one scrap of food or drink in the fridge or pantry that can pull me out of this lull right now.
Man, I'm so not used to this feeling. I usually love all of the quintessential tastes and smells of this season, but right now everything just makes me recoil in uneasy queasiness. I'm sure it won't last forever but honestly, five days without an appetite kinda feels like an eternity for a foodie.
On the upside, I've lost a few pounds. But no worries, that scale'll bounce back as soon as the appetite does...
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