Rough.

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Nausea?  A sort of it.  Have you ever eaten something, only to have your body refuse to digest it?  That... stone in the belly feeling?  The stupid thing?  I haven't eaten anything.  Well, coffee, but that's a liquid.

I have a steak salting.  I am going to give it an hour.  Well, salt and pepper.  Not too much, just enough... for it's size.  Soon, though, I'll fry it, and eat it.

Out of yogurt, but I did enjoy it.  Though, to be honest, meat has been easy to eat.  Not sure what the stomach problem is.  It may just be the antibiotics.  That stuff is pretty brutal to take.  It does... weird things.  Makes me wonder if most people are walking around with bag things in them?  I just don't know.  Or... even good things?  But, which will have a problem with antibiotics?

I haven't felt this rough in a while.  If, too, I haven't felt good for a rather long time.  It's been a year, six months?  Since I have felt anything like good.  I'm not sure which has been the worst, but there have been variations on how bad I have felt.  What the problems are, were, which was worst.

All I can do is try my best, do my best.  Take medicine, eat more correctly, and else.  Yes, steak should be about ready.  Fried, on one side, the next, maybe the edges.  I don't mind it being more raw than cooked.  Actually, that's the plan.  What to have with it?  No more coffee.  Water should do.

Yes, well... food, then sleep?  Maybe.

Oh, but it is a pretty day.  A bit darker, but with so much fresher snow, it is crisp, pretty, out there.  And, last I looked, it was 35 F.  Enough above freezing so that the drive is clear, things are melting lightly, if too it makes the air a lot wetter.  Outdoors.  Indoors, it's hitting 31% humidity.  Out there, it's... high humidity.

Yes, food, then on to bed... for a while.  Goodnight, I think.