A few trips to the bathroom later (three of which were spent hunched over the toilet bowl while I said "hello" to everything I ate the day before), my boss sent me home. It took me a little longer than normal to get home, becuase I had to pull off the road twice to puke.
Once home, I alternated between vomiting, crapping my brains out, sleeping, and monitoring my work email. Apparently, I had a 102 degree fever as well, which would explain my dizziness and weakness. I was still feeling lousy by the time Kat came home from mass at 7:00pm, so I begged off of going to dinner (I wouldn't be able to keep anything down anyway), sipped some water, and was in bed by 10:00.
The good news is that I'm feeling much better today. I still haven't eaten anything since Wednesday night. I may have a little yogurt this afternoon. Wish me luck.