Off to bed

[outlier_lynn]

About half way from home to Encinitas, I started feeling a nasty pain on my left side at about diaphragm level. The feeling grew in intensity through almost all of the show. By the time the show was over, I felt like hell. By the end of the cast meeting I was better. By the end of Denny's I was feeling quite a bit better. On the drive home, though, the pain returned. This is not how I want to feel going into this weekend.

And I've noticed that my mental state follows right along with my physical state. Give me enough discomfort or pain and I get really bitchy. Sigh.

Right now, it hurts.

Bah.