I get up. I shower. I walk dogs. I suit up. I walk out the door. I’m about to get on the bike, and my back suddenly starts killing me.

I’m sitting in the all-hands meeting and getting hot flashes. I get some food and my tummy goes all wugly. I’m almost queezy, but not quite, and trying not to move because it just freaking hurts.

I was hoping it’d let up somewhat if I papered it and kept stretching as the day went on, but it hasn’t.  I’m thinking there’s a chiropractic appointment in my future tomorrow. I’m also thinking if my tummy doesn’t straighten up, that maybe I should stay home from work. I hate taking sick days.

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