Something I ate during the Superbowl didn't agree with me. I wasn't hungry all day yesterday. For the 9 hours I was at work, here's what I ate: carrots and a small container of Greek yogurt. Both of which I forced upon myself because I knew I needed to eat SOMEthing, and I figured the probiotics in the yogurt might help. Today, my stomach was still going nuts, so I got soup from Panera and drank some ginger tea. For the past 48 hours, every food I've imagined has made me feel nauseated. It wasn't until the train ride home tonight that I actually desired food again.
I blame Fergie.