Dear Liza, Dear Liza

Very odd, went to bed fit as a fiddle, woke up at 3am with the room spinning, stomach churning, sweating like a P-I-G-Pig. Took sanctuary in the bathroom for a while, the feel of cold tiles on skin is magic eh? Back to bed with my trusty bucket. Had a few hairy moments but drifted off to sleep and woke this morning feeling none the worse for it, if a little tired.