And that would be why I'm home now.

[apocalypsos]

At lunchtime, as Jess and I are walking back from her car:

Me: I think I'm going to throw up.
Jess: Okay.
Me: No, I mean right now.
Jess: *squeaks, makes a run for it*
Me: *pukes next to the entrance to the stairs down to the building, then catches up with Jess*
Jess: Sorry, if I hear someone puke I have to puke.
Me: That sounds fair, actually.
Me and Jess: *walk across the road next to the factory*
Me: Jess?
Jess: Yeah?
Me: Run away.
Jess: ... oh, shit. *leaves smoke outline of herself in her wake*
Me: *pukes next to the entrance to the building*

So, yeah. Now I'm home and curled up in bed. Everybody's else opinion was that my period was nauseating the crap out of me, but I'm pretty sure that I was so worked up emotionally that I was just working up to it all night long. I said repeatedly that I was too damn anxious and upset and that I was about five seconds away from bursting out crying for no reason all night, so I was begging to either throw up or ... well, throw up. I'm pretty predictable that way.

... boy, I'm just a fucking ray of sunshine these days, aren't I? Heh. :)

Comments

[all-shine-on.livejournal.com]

Ugh. I hate puking. Especially out in public or when I think someone can hear. I think my worst was once when I had an asthma attack in the mall parking lot and I ended up running behind a truck to do it. BLARGH.

Glad that you're home and curled up though. Crackers, sleep and writing?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

I think the last time I puked right in front of someone was when I flew to Disney World with my parents when I was a kid and we learned just how airsick I can get. (Answer: VERY. You wouldn't think a six-year-old could reasonably hold that much vomit unless she were hollow, and yet ...)

Oh, yes, crackers, Sprite, and writing, just as soon as I can persuade the cat to stop sleeping across my chest like that. *pokes him*

[all-shine-on.livejournal.com]

Heh. We had to change the doorknobs (they were the long rectangular-sorta shaped ones) so the cat would stop breaking into my room at night and petting my face. It's sweet, but disturbing to wake up from.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Otis likes to climb up on the bed, sit on my pillow, and be perfectly positioned so that when I open my eyes upon waking he is right there. Sometimes our noses touch. :)

[all-shine-on.livejournal.com]

My old cat used to do that, but he also slept through the night so he got to stay in my room. Joey never lets up. He pokes and meows and tries to eat my bamboo. Right now he and Scout (the kitten) are trying to bust into the wardrobe in the other room and very very vocally angry at their failure to do so.

[kittykatz.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, make sure you get lots of water in you. I hope you feel better soon!

[squee1123.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better. I, personally, would rather burst into tears than throw up...mainly because when I throw up I tend to end up in tears anyway because...it just NEVER STOPS.

When I get sick, I get sick.