cabin fever

I've managed, in 4 days, to lose 12 pounds.

Monday, I weighed 237.6 and I was very unhappy about it.

Today (Thursday), I weigh 225.0, and I look like hell.

Nothing like a dose of the stomach flu. I seem to be past the feverishness, and a lot of the pain/achiness. Unfortunately, my body is still very unhappy. And my sweetie has just come down with this, and vomits within an hour of ingesting any water. Oh yeah, he's pretty. Oh my.

I'm well-enough that I'm hungry and really wanting social contact. I'm right now on a clear liquid diet until I can start keeping things down. And given that I'm not keeping things down, I can't leave the house, really. (Though I may go to the store, because I can't stand it).

I got a copy of Mapplethorpe's Lady Lisa Lyon, which I had had in the 80s and have been obsessed with getting over the last year, and a copy of the History of Lesbian Hair, which is not about history or hair at all - and I'm tired of them both. I've watched all the library videos. I've read Mefi and askmefi and ravelry, compulsively read everything about I can find about my hot-topic issues of librarianship and trans-sex/gender issues and queer stuff and knitting (which if this were handwriting would be surrounded by hearts and flowers). There's more, there's always more. But I just want to be away from the house. Well, dagnabit.