Mrs. Fungus: How do I take this off "meat"?
Me: Well, find the button marked "meat" and press it.
Her: AHH HA HA HA HA HA HA "MEAT"!
Me: Why are you laughing? It's not that hard!
Seems like half the stuff we laugh at comes from me simply repeating what she says. I don't understand it either, but it does indicate that we're feeling better today. Yesterday I got to work, didn't have the power to log in, and when the sup I sit with on Sat and Sun mornings saw that, she suggested that I go home. When I started feeling my gorge rising, I took her advice. I got to the truck before the heaves hit, but all the way home I was struggling to hold back the nausea. Laying down quelled it, mostly.
Yesterday was pretty bad.
Now the cramps and nausea have subsided, and I don't feel like my brain is wrapped in cotton and bubble wrap any longer. This is progress.