I'M BARFILICIOUS...THANKS FOR ASKING

uGhHhHh. I'm not feeling well.
The flu has completely taken over my body. The bastard!!!

I really wanted to get the damn flu shot. I thought I had lots of time, since we had a plethora of vaccine. Then I read in the paper that we were out...and it was reserved for high risk people only. So I thought I was out'ta luck and didn't bother. Then my Sister tells me yesterday that they found more and changed their tune 2 weeks later. See - sometimes my lack of following current news events bites me in the ass.

She also mentioned that they will still give it to you when they say crap like that in the media - so go the the clinic and get it if you want it. Cuz you don't want this.

How It All Came Up

I woke up at 6am on Saturday - and knew it was inevitable. I was going to hurl. Off I ran to the kitchen sink (Okay...I know it's weird. But think if it: Who seriously wants to hang their lips where they 'do their business'. I'm just sayin.) Seriously, it was a marathon of puking, running water, running the garborator, washing my mouth out, asking Big J for a tissue, asking again for a tissue ( how many times has this man held my hair for me, doesn't he know the routine by now?) , lying back down, getting back up to barf, racing to the sink...I'm sure you get the picture.

I might add that I was having a very beautiful dream about warm weather, sombreros, natchos and I think I was on a boat eating burritos. I think maybe my dream was trying to tell me something...

Anyhoo...you know when you are vomiting, and your stomach has nothing left to give, but you just keep heaving and heaving until you think either a) your stomach muscles are going to pop off, b) your ribs are going to crack c) you are going to suffocate because you can't breathe? That is what was going on. I hate that moment - it's such a total panic!

The problem is I had to work on Saturday, and at the rate I was going it just wasn't going to happen. I HATE BEING SICK. I HATE CALLING IN SICK TO WORK MORE. After 6 hours of vomiting and not holding down fluids, you really shouldn't be going in and running a business however. Just as well, I was running the show on my own two days following - so I'm glad I rested up as much as possible. And hey, well worth it - I was able to keep down ice chips, some gatorade and two crackers by the end of the evening. What a star.

I did make Big J drag me down to the fake hospital (no admitting, small emgergency). They made the panic even worse by suggesting I was having appendicitis and needed an operation...A bit alarmist I thought. Then of course they requested the pee in the cup trick. I'm like lady...I haven't had any fluids in 6 hours. I can give you what I don't got. They didn't do anything for me, but wouldn't let me leave till I could hold down ice chips. Very nurturing.

I was hoping for a shot of Gravol at least so I could go home and sleep without the puking part. I so got gypped!

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