queasy last night. Went to bed and started shivering so bad my teeth were chattering. Had to get a sleeping bag over the sheet blanket and coverlet. About 7 in the morning guts started grinding. Normally my movements have a slight odour of flowers and sweetness (to me) but the burning flesh stench of hades and harsh chemicals made me worry about the paint peeling. Hot tea, working with my coat on inside wrapped in a blanket. Races to the closet. Hope this is a short ride.