Spent the day sick as a dog yesterday. Funny thing is, I had just posted a comment on Steve's site telling him to get better soon (he's got the flu). My problem was gastrointestinal, of the 24 hour variety. Thank goodness for brief but intense illnesses.
It's pretty amazing how quickly you can go from feeling well to feeling like you want to die. Though I didn't get that bad this time, it made me think about people who have illnesses with no hope of recovery -- illnesses which drag on and make each day's goal just to hang on and deal with it. The healthy person has a variety of goals. When you feel crappy, getting up from the couch is a challenge. Someone explain to me why we prevent ill people fron getting marijuanna, if it would help them?