Silver Lining...?

I'm sick.  I left school yesterday after 4th hour and headed straight for the doctor. An hour later I was picking up a prescription for STREP THROAT.

Yep...that's right.  I don't ever remember being nauseated with strep before, but as it's been more than a decade since I've had it, I may have forgotten.  I ate saltines and drank 7UP in the hopes that my stomach would calm, but it didn't.  I puked.

I don't want to belabor this most disgusting of topics, but I have always been rather fascinated by the way my body prepares itself for upchucking.  My face starts to sweat, spit starts filling my mouth, and tears start squirting out of my tear ducts about 15 seconds before it happens.  It is the worst. thing. ever.  Every time I do it, I think how crazy people must be to do this on purpose.

However, there is some silver lining.  (I've been looking for silver lining since Rick and I watched Silver Lining's Playbook over the weekend.)  I stepped on the scale this morning and voila:

Let me assure you there is NO potential to embrace this as a weight-loss tactic, but it is probably the only plus to being sick.

A silver lining.