Yes I am home again. Even worse: I am at home because my stomach is so bad I can't go to work. I can't remember the last time I missed a days work because I was ill, must have been nearly a decade. If not more. This afternoon I seem to be getting a bit better though, I guess I could show my face again at work tomorrow, though even though I'm better than during the night, I just slept another 2 hours, even though I spent 25 out of the last 27 in bed. Shit happens (I can't think of a more appropriate expression...).