Sunday, December 28, 2008

Cheeeeeeeeezus CHRIST....

I'm sooo over getting and/or being sick.. I was watching this thing about viruses and how they actually hit you the day before you feel sick, and I was like, hm... I wonder if I'm sick.. Not even 48 hours later, I MOST DEF WAS..

BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAARG. I puked from like, 5pm to 2am the other day.. Yummy!! The worst part about that was waking up @ 6am to realize that my vomiting had evolved to diaharea cha-cha-cha.. Thank god that didn't last nearly as long, lmfao.. Triiiife.. I was just spewing from all directions for like a day.. It was horrible!!

I don't get it!!

I was perfecly fine when I got out of Sarup's car, but as sooooooon as I walked into Gmas, my body temp dropped and I just felt like shit.. I laid down on the couch for a while, Jess came back w/ John and Shane to smoke a blunt, and after all that passed I just knew I was dying.. Back on the couch dying, that's where I could be found.. I'm chillin.. Went to potty and let it fly from all angles, after that it was all she wrote..

Btw, how descriptive is this gd blog?? Why do you subscribe, you ask?? LOL..

DO YOU SUBSCRIBE, I ASK!?!? Motherfuckers!

Anyway after that I never left the couch. I brought the trashcan from the hall bathroom w/ me cuz I'd already spewed righteously inside of it.. It def took a few more hits before MEOW MEOW graciously changed out my puke bag for me.. It reeked sooo bad, omfg I def woulda left her out back.. Sorry, not handling bio bags!! Yuck!!

I felt so miserable tho, so I really do appreciate that shit. The acrid smell of vomit def wasn't helping my stomach settle AT ALL. Xoxo for Meow Meow, I love you Lindsay!!

PAUSE FOR THE CAUSE; David Carr is soooooo hot to me for some reason. I remember sweating him in his first season as a Texan.. Megan, getcha boy.. Should he want to be a starter, let him swing our way.. Good gracious! But then there's times when I'm like, eh.. I think it's his nose, plus he has minor gayface..

Anyway, I got better around 2 am.. Stevo tried all night to get me to take this cup of yellow goop that looked "FANTASTIC" to my stomach.. Def waited until the seas had calmed already before I tempted it. He said it made him puke, wtf would I take meds to throw up for?? Nigga, is this Ipecac?? It was straight trife, but w/e..

I must've thrown up pretty intensely cuz my body feels like I've been working out for like 3 days straight.. I'm weak as a biiiiitch on the inside.. Walking is like the biggest hassle ever. Must've been one of those 24-hr bugs or something, I dunno. But it's almost 2 full days later and I'm ready for it to be over. My body hurts sooo annoyingly bad. All the pain is @ a dull roar right now. Hiccups make my neck and throat hurt, coughing makes my gut hurt.. It's all downhill from here. And now my brain feels weird. Can that happen?? It's felt weird most of this year tho, so if I die of an aneurysm then you know I knew ahead of time, even tho its gonna suck..

OMFG, I DON'T WANT TO BE SICK A SINGLE FUCKING DAY IN 2009. PLEASE GOD, HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL.

I haven't eaten anything other than stupid snack shit since before my ralph-a-thon so I don't even know how my body will handle a real meal. It's about to find out @ Outback tho, soo uhh.. If I'm goin' out, it's gonna be w/ a bang.. I WILL suffer for a medium well steak w/ broc & cheese/loaded mashed taters.. Nigga, please..

I might take the ICU if I'm guaranteed a return to good health, haha..

Just pass the pumpernickel...

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