Saturday, June 30, 1984

I got sick on the way to work. By the time I got there, I was very ill. I had a terrible migraine headache, and I thought I was going to throw up. I came home. I thought I was going to vomit on the way home too, but I didn't. I put a wastebasket by the side of my bed and stayed in bed all day. I napped off and on and watched some TV.