Yesterday I had to go for a CAT scan of my head because of a hearing issue. But the night before my scan, I came down with a pretty severe stomach ailment. I don’t know if it was something I ate (i.e., food poisoning) or if it was due to a 24-hour virus I picked up somewhere. But either way, it both literally and physically knocked the shit out of me.

I did manage to show up for my CAT scan yesterday, which turned out to be a bit of an ordeal due to my chronic positional vertigo ailment, but that’s a story for another day. By the time I got back from the scan, though, I was doubled over with severe stomach cramps.

I spent most of the rest of the day alternating between sitting on the toilet and sitting on the couch wrapped in a blanket watching the first day of the televised impeachment hearings. Oh the drama! Ultimately, having been pretty much exhausted from the continual stomach cramping during the previous 24 hours, I went to bed at around 8:30 last night.

The good news is that the worst of my stomach issues are over and, for the first time in 36 hours, I was able to eat (lightly) and drink something other than water. I even missed my daily fixes of Ben & Jerry’s Stephen Colbert’s Americone Dream ice cream for the past two nights, so you know I was really feeling miserable. Fortunately, I’m doing much better now than I was yesterday at this time.

But my reason for writing this post is not to make you feel sorry for me or to get your sympathy, even though it might appear that way. Actually, my reason for this post is to let you know that from Tuesday evening through most of yesterday, and even until midday today, I wasn’t using my iPhone at all, which means I wasn’t on WordPress, either. I didn’t write any new posts on my blog, although my daily FOWC with Fandango prompt, my provocative question prompt, and even my One-Liner Wednesday post were all scheduled in advanced.

But more important, I didn’t get a chance to read any of your comments or links back to my post. Nor did I have a chance, since Tuesday night, to read any of your new posts that showed up in my Reader. And while I will try tonight, now that I’m almost fully recovered, to catch up on all of your comments and pingbacks, I probably won’t be able to go back and read 48 hours worth of your posts that I missed. And I’m very sorry about that.

I hope you’ll accept my apology.