9 Weeks, 2 Days

(This was actually yesterday because I didn't feel good enough to even sit at the computer and type)
It was pretty much as crappy of a day as it gets. As soon as Matt got home, all I could bring myself to do was lie on the couch. I didn't want to eat anything, I didn't want to drink anything. I just lied there like a dead lady who had to get up to puke her guts out every once in a while... It was splendid.