Woke up feeling kind of “off” and felt more and more “off” as the morning progressed.
None of the challenges were respiratory, so I negotiated the various health issues as best I could and went on to Sunday service.
All seemed fine…until it wasn’t!
I made it through the offertory song (on which I was playing flute), asked another alto to take over Festival of Light duties, and quickly gathered up all my stuff. Before I could leave for home, my innards insisted on a bathroom stop in order to empty themselves out.
Feeling slightly better, but really tired, I got home, laid down, and pretty much slept the afternoon away.
I think whatever it was has passed, but it was definitely a laying low kind of day.
