I still can't look at food.
But the good news is that I crawled my way to the pharmacy, which is thankfully literally down the stairs from my place (the trip still took the wind out of me), popped a bunch of pills, and I no longer feel like death. 2 cheers and a hip hip hoorah! Thanks also to MC who got a doc on the phone, the parents for yelling at me for not seeing someone sooner, and all the well wishes from my lovely friends and family, who I dearly dearly miss, especially in times like these. I'm still in "bed rest recovery mode" (and sitting at the computer when my back decides it wants to hit me over the head) so I don't think I'll be able to make it out of the house for another day or two, just because it's safer to have 5 second access to a toilet. Ooh, probably wayyy more than you wanted to know!
Anyway, sorry it took me so long to post this, but here's a little note to you, Grace, from the little guy.