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Jul. 9th, 2018 02:48 pmThis vacation is not off to a strong start. Or not a consistently strong start, I should say. I saw my movie yesterday and yeah, The Incredibles 2 is good and possibly worth the 84 years in between movies, but it is also a headache inducer due to the strobing lights.
But my real problem was this morning, when I woke up still with a headache (that I assumed was either due to me not getting enough sleep yesterday in time to head off the headache or due to lack of caffeine) and it got so bad, so quickly that I managed to delay my breakfast by another half an hour because I did not turn the burner on.
And as soon as I was buttering my rice (don't judge me), my stomach lurched and I ran for the bathroom but barely made it out of our tiny kitchen before dying at the trashcan. Legitimately thought it was a case of not having eaten in time (as I celebrated a birthday once before by puking because I hadn't eaten all day due to excitement) so when I felt better, I ate.
Maybe ten minutes later, as I was still slowly working through my breakfast, I regreted that decision.
Since my plan for the day was to go Halloween hunting with Cass at At Home and maybe elsewhere, I was pissed. I went to bed and felt a lot better when I woke up, but I cautiously made myself something to eat and I waited. I didn't feel bad or sick or anything so when Cass said she was getting ready to leave, I let her.
I felt fine for most of the ride back to her neck of the woods and back to her house to drop her cat off. But by the time we'd gone down the road to the store, I felt weird and then she mentioned something that would normally not set me off but I'm pretty sure I went green or something and we barely parked the car before I was sick again. I gotta tell you, puking near my shoes is not something I enjoy.
Thing is, I felt mostly fine after and for most of our trip through the store (after realizing I wasn't going to hurl again I decided I was there, I was going in) though when the AC really kicked in I did worry I'd have to find the bathroom. But I was fine.
I don't feel sick aside from the headache which, at this point, is likely a caffeine thing, but I don't feel safe to eat anything and I don't know what the fuck is going on. I usually only puke when I'm at that certain stage in a cold or y'know, the flu. What the fuck, man.
I do not want to spend my birthday sick.
But my real problem was this morning, when I woke up still with a headache (that I assumed was either due to me not getting enough sleep yesterday in time to head off the headache or due to lack of caffeine) and it got so bad, so quickly that I managed to delay my breakfast by another half an hour because I did not turn the burner on.
And as soon as I was buttering my rice (don't judge me), my stomach lurched and I ran for the bathroom but barely made it out of our tiny kitchen before dying at the trashcan. Legitimately thought it was a case of not having eaten in time (as I celebrated a birthday once before by puking because I hadn't eaten all day due to excitement) so when I felt better, I ate.
Maybe ten minutes later, as I was still slowly working through my breakfast, I regreted that decision.
Since my plan for the day was to go Halloween hunting with Cass at At Home and maybe elsewhere, I was pissed. I went to bed and felt a lot better when I woke up, but I cautiously made myself something to eat and I waited. I didn't feel bad or sick or anything so when Cass said she was getting ready to leave, I let her.
I felt fine for most of the ride back to her neck of the woods and back to her house to drop her cat off. But by the time we'd gone down the road to the store, I felt weird and then she mentioned something that would normally not set me off but I'm pretty sure I went green or something and we barely parked the car before I was sick again. I gotta tell you, puking near my shoes is not something I enjoy.
Thing is, I felt mostly fine after and for most of our trip through the store (after realizing I wasn't going to hurl again I decided I was there, I was going in) though when the AC really kicked in I did worry I'd have to find the bathroom. But I was fine.
I don't feel sick aside from the headache which, at this point, is likely a caffeine thing, but I don't feel safe to eat anything and I don't know what the fuck is going on. I usually only puke when I'm at that certain stage in a cold or y'know, the flu. What the fuck, man.
I do not want to spend my birthday sick.
