OK, so I got it. Sunday I thought it was the long day at Fort Wayne that tired me out. Yesterday I knew. I’m not sick to my stomach, and my digestion is fine. But I feel like I got hit by a truck, and I can’t wake up. I slept most of yesterday, all last night, and just got up. That is unusual, I always get up early. I never heard Papa leave.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll be over this.