OH and I shared a Chinese takeaway last night. Three main dishes, some noodles and a wee bit of the rice for me. Duck, beef and chicken mains, all low or relatively low points.

About an hour later, we were both queasy and windy. He spent most of the night throwing up, while I was clamped to the loo. What a lovely way to spend Sunday night and the early hours of Monday morning!

I feel like a steamroller ran over me, then reversed back to make doubly sure I'd been flattened. Seems like I now have his lurgy from last week. My get and go has got up and gone, and failed to leave a forwarding address!

Finishing off left over soup from yesterday (cooked by me, not eaten by him, so that is not the cause of our ailment!) Not pointing for that as I included all the points for the whole pan in yesterday's points total. I will be pointing the bread roll I am about to dunk into it, however.

SP showed half a pound off, mind! *lol*