InsaneJournal

So...yeah.

Thanks to everyone who sent thoughts, prayers, teddy bears. (Thank you, Edward, for my bear. He's perfect company, here.) My brother brought me my laptop to keep me occupied while I rehydrate my internal organs.

I'd like to say I was the victim of some horrible poisoning, some evil plot to take my life. But no, this was alllllll me. Uh huh. That snack I had, right before bed? The leftover sushi? That's what got me. One of the worst cases of food poisoning that Dr. Cuddy's seen in a long time. Go me.

Anyway, I'm laid up, in the hospital. Nothing to do. Feel free to say hi, or something.