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Week of extremes...
Aug. 16th, 2013 07:26 pmTo contrast with the story I haven't told you yet, I got really sick on Wednesday night. ( Cut for totally disgusting TMI )
I was so miserable. Impressed with what my body can do when it's angry, true... but miserable. It's scary as hell to be that sick when you're not at home. Got all the towels in the washing machine, though, fell back asleep and slept the whole day away in 2-3 hour increments. Then I was awake for a couple of hours (insert epic, slow, one-block walk to Starbucks for yogurt, some of which I even ate) and then slept for ten more hours.
Today's been almost normal, except that I'm afraid to eat anything with much texture. Lots of yogurt and pudding and bread for me. At least it's staying down, and nothing's leaving the system except when I say okay.
I was so miserable. Impressed with what my body can do when it's angry, true... but miserable. It's scary as hell to be that sick when you're not at home. Got all the towels in the washing machine, though, fell back asleep and slept the whole day away in 2-3 hour increments. Then I was awake for a couple of hours (insert epic, slow, one-block walk to Starbucks for yogurt, some of which I even ate) and then slept for ten more hours.
Today's been almost normal, except that I'm afraid to eat anything with much texture. Lots of yogurt and pudding and bread for me. At least it's staying down, and nothing's leaving the system except when I say okay.
