The accidental hangover
I was in the middle of a long bus trip from Nairobi, Kenya to Arusha, Tanzania when I turned to my travelling companion and said, "You know, I really feel awful."
Since I was in Africa, my brain was listing off all the really horrible diseases I might have. But then Tom looked at me and said quietly, "I think you're just hungover."
Oh, right.
That happened again this morning. I just couldn't get out of bed. So I was sure my stubborn cold had turned into pneumonia or something equally dreadful.
And then my husband pointed out how much cough syrup (10 percent alcohol - yum) I'd had before bed.
Oops.
