In positive news, I’ve been able to force half an apple down my throat and it didn’t come back up, so that’s good. After work, I’ll head over to the grocery store to get some of those applesauce pouches. They’ve got to be easier to get down.
I haven’t been able to eat since the bombing of the Freedom Square in Kharkiv. The only other times in my whole life when I had this problem was when I gave birth to Klara and when I had COVID. Even in the midst of a gallbladder attack I was hungry.
I’m fairly certain that I neither gave birth yesterday nor have COVID (weekly testing). So it’s on the Russians.