I had a dream last night that the ambulance had to come and get me, and take me to the hospital. As they were picking me up out of my bed, I was trying to show them that I really wasn't dehydrated, by doing that pinch thing on the back of my hand. Of course, I was, so it defeated the purpose, and they loaded me up anyway.
I woke up when the alarm went off, and still felt pretty crappy. The sharp lump that was at the back of my throat has mostly gone away. It kept me up past 3 am.
What I hate most about the stomach flu is that there is no warning whatsoever. Well, and the fact that you get hungry, but can't keep anything down. I had three sips of water last night, and it didn't work any of those times.