Over fatigued?

I wasn’t feeling well when I got out of bed yesterday morning.  It wasn’t at all normal for me not to have appetite especially for breakfast. I used to consume 3 or 4 pieces of pandesal bread  with mayo and cheese, sometimes with corned beef and egg together with a mug of creamed coffee.  But yesterday was totally different.  I wanted to eat but I only got a bite and that’s it.  I was starving but couldn’t force myself to munch.  Despite the not so good feeling, I had to work on the heaping pile of laundry coz if not, I’d be buried in a mountain of soiled clothes.  I finished the coloured ones but the minute I’m done I left it to the big kiddos for them to take charge of spinning and hanging it to dry. And I dragged my body to rest.  Lunch and dinner were the same, still no appetite. The more I felt losing energy.  Tried to ingest a spoonful or two, but I only threw it up.  Good thing, I felt a li'l better today.  I’d rather take my time today than seriously face the tasks ‘round here.  I ain’t got a robotic body!  But even so, machines do breakdown too! Right?  What more of me!