Nausea refuses to let up. Turns out my HGH responds abnormally high to the insulin shock test but everything else turns out as expected. Curled in a ball as I type this on my very useful iPod Touch.

I hope the nausea ends soon. Tomorrow I have to drive Shawn home after his oral surgery (due to his cyst removal). I drove to the post office so we know I can do it if I can sit up. Alameda to home should turn into hopefully nothing more than a non-adventure.

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