Why do I feel so awful?

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Upset stomach, nausea, a bit of dizziness, just off kilter in a lot of ways.  Couldn't shower before the appointment, got to it since.  Thought that would help.  Not really, not so much.  I bandanged my wounds, the ones left to my care.  Thought that would ease some things.  No, not... so much that either.

But, dressed again, bandaged, medicine in... though did that much earlier.  Don't know what else I can do.  More coffee definitely is not the thing.  Ah... but I have been using milk, instead of cream.  They were out.  Didn't have much choice.  And, yes, I think that is hammering me.  Like an alcoholic, off the bottle for many years, thinking he can drink a few beers.  Nope, no I can't.  Ugh.  I'll see if I can get cream later today?  Soon.  Ugh.

Yes, that is it.  Carbs hit me like a ton of bricks.  Addcition, even months later.  Can't... do that.  Live and learn.  Just wish I could stop having to learn.  Though, to be honest, I thought I could sneak that through.  I thought I might be more tolerant.  Nope.  Not at all.

At least I am clean.  Bandaged.  Without the bandages I sometimes feel naked.  I am not a natural born nudist.  I'll take the the bandages.  Well, for as long as they will stay on.  Waiting for the new ones, in smaller sizes.  Hoping those will stay on better.  Though, really, when they come off?  I think that helps the healing.  It just... doesn't feel good, and is open to bumping and jostling in other ways.

Well... best get on with my day.  Good afternoon.  Be well.