You know what’s annoying? Being on the tail end of a stomach bug or food poisoning and realizing that the pangs and pains you’re getting from your stomach are hunger related, and no longer yuck let’s vomit related. The transition between the two is so subtle that I don’t notice right away… it wasn’t until I thought, “Hey, I haven’t eaten since this morning and these pangs feel familiar…” that I realized I’m hungry. So now I’m munching on a small handful of cheerios. Hopefully what goes down stays down. 
Oh, and the culprit? Alfredo sauce. Apparently this stuff doesn’t have a shelf life. Makes sense, due to the dairy in it, but leave it to me to not think of the obvious. I had opened it about a week and a half ago and put the remainder in the fridge. I used some this afternoon to bake off stuffed shells in. Thankfully I didn’t eat much of the sauce (just what I didn’t scrape off of the shells – I cooked the shells in the alfredo because it was the only sauce I had!), which explains why things “cleared out” without horrendous gut wrenching heaving and vomiting.
But I still feel woozy and lightheaded. If I sit here, I’m okay. If I move my head too much, look to the side, or try to focus on something too quickly, or move around, I feel really, really bad. In fact, almost as bad, if not just as bad, as I did during and after my c-section. God did that suck…
