again, unpredictable

I jinxed myself by saying my appetite was returning and I was starting to feel pretty good. This week (9) has been characterized by semi-frequent and violent vomiting. Pleasant.

Oh yeah, I suppose I "popped" this week. I was volunteering after work yesterday so I brought a change of clothes to work. Imagine my reaction when my pants won't button! Really, they didn't even zip halfway without meeting significant resistance. Nice. I got to share a moment with one of my colleagues- she calls herself a "grandma wannabe." She Southern-engineered my britches so I could volunteer without mooning anyone.