Ohhhhhhhh.....klahoma....

So. So. So Sorry. I had to. If for no other reason than to put a smile on my own restless, irritable and discontent mug.

My stomach was the first thing to feel restless and irritable...it started back in Amarillo. I don't think it had anything to do with Amarillo...in fact, after a couple of days I honestly couldn't tell you what it has to do with. We went from the stomach to fatigue to just feeling gross anytime I moved around at all.

So...I stopped moving.

Luckily we had a 100 mile drive from Pampa, Texas to the town of Hammon, Oklahoma this morning. Kathleen was pulling a trailer for the camp, so I hopped in and pretty much didn't move until I made it here to this Motel 6 in Elk City, OK.

I did get out of the truck once to nuke some tea water in the rec center where the walkers were staying and promptly stepped onto a tack in my bare feet. Which hurt.

Then I flopped onto the ground while Kathleen cleaned out the truck so she could let me have it for the night.

Then I arrived here and don't plan on leaving 'til check out time. Sure wish there was some XWP on the tube. But...alas...

I was talking to Carrie on the phone (who will be arriving here in Elk City tomorrow after spending a few days with P.J. back in Amarillo) and was trying to explain what was going on. I don't get sick very often...and it rarely lasts very long, so I usually have to come around to some sort of spiritual bereftness.

It's okay - it'll pass, it always does at some point. I'm glad to be aaway from the group tonight...20 miles or so down the road. I'll return tomorrow and hopefully be in better stead.