I felt like I was getting an exorcism this weekend. I had the stomach flu from hell and I really thought that at times my head as going to spin around and that I was going to turn green. Luckily I just turned white and passed out. It was not a fun time. What made it worse was every person known to man reminding me to stay hydrated. It wasn't the fact that they were telling me information that I already knew, but that they could CLEARLY see that the tablespoon of clear, flat soda I just took was coming right back up and out of my body. How does one expect me to stay hydrated when I can't keep a tablespoon of liquid down?
You would really have thought by now with all the scientific and medical advances that someone, somewhere would have come up with a better method to calm your stomach. I mean after all they can graphed skin from my ass and place it on my face making it look as if nothing ever happened, yet they haven't come up with something more advanced than warm, clear, flat soda? That is ridiculous. I am going to write a letter to someone and express my frustrations. By the way I never had skin graphed from me ass, being sick just gave me a lot of TV time. You would be amazed at the shows you can find.
Although I felt much better today my stomach feels like I did a thousand sit ups, so there was no work for me. This gave me time to disinfect the house and make sure that bastard flu never returns. Pain I tell you, that was the most painful illness that I ever had. I don't even know that it was the flu. I just know that it's a quick mover. I didn't feel bad Friday at all. In fact I felt great. I had an amazing dinner at J.Bucks and then went out for a bit after. It was nothing crazy, which is why hangover didn't seem likely. I woke at 9 feeling fine but by 2 I was feeling blue. At 5 I didn't think I was alive but by 10 I was out with Ken. Ok not really, but it was the only thing that rhymed. Moving on . . .
I am an ultra dork today because I bought a t-shirt from Project Runway -
You would really have thought by now with all the scientific and medical advances that someone, somewhere would have come up with a better method to calm your stomach. I mean after all they can graphed skin from my ass and place it on my face making it look as if nothing ever happened, yet they haven't come up with something more advanced than warm, clear, flat soda? That is ridiculous. I am going to write a letter to someone and express my frustrations. By the way I never had skin graphed from me ass, being sick just gave me a lot of TV time. You would be amazed at the shows you can find.
Although I felt much better today my stomach feels like I did a thousand sit ups, so there was no work for me. This gave me time to disinfect the house and make sure that bastard flu never returns. Pain I tell you, that was the most painful illness that I ever had. I don't even know that it was the flu. I just know that it's a quick mover. I didn't feel bad Friday at all. In fact I felt great. I had an amazing dinner at J.Bucks and then went out for a bit after. It was nothing crazy, which is why hangover didn't seem likely. I woke at 9 feeling fine but by 2 I was feeling blue. At 5 I didn't think I was alive but by 10 I was out with Ken. Ok not really, but it was the only thing that rhymed. Moving on . . .
I am an ultra dork today because I bought a t-shirt from Project Runway -
You would really need to watch the show to get it, but just note that it's awesome and that I am awesome for getting it. Plus it was created by me 80/20 lover. So I just had to.
Also you guys might want to start prepping yourselves - Fish Fry season is coming. Yea! I am trying to see if Marissa will join me on my quest to find the best fish fry in the STL. I wonder if the paper would publish our story?
Anyhoo, I need to sleep and dream about my Tim Gunn shirt.
Peace G's
Last Words: Clueless is still one of the best movies out there. That's all!
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