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| alexandraa |
Something happened during the night. I know you'll be excited that I'm sharing this with you all. I went to bed right as rain (when is rain ever right?) and woke up at 4am sicker than a whole pack of dogs, a whole flock of parrots (do parrots flock? maybe they herd, or murder - a murder of ravens (is it ravens or crows?) always liked that one) (see how poorly poorly I am). Well anyway I lay in bed with the dismaying knowledge that i was about to throw my guts up.
Obviously tried to ignore that feeling as you do at 4am when you're snug in your cuddly bed. But there was no fighting it. Since then I have been throwing up on an hourly basis (you were bursting to know that weren't you? I do have more information... shall I share?? perhaps not - I can see THE LOOK from here). I'm never ill. NEVER. What the hell happened? How does that happen during the middle of the night? What was going on while I was asleep?? I'm weak as a day old kitten and more sorry for myself than Sunbeam with his cold. Did someone sneak into my bedroom and inject me with an illness so far unknown to man? Am I the result of a secret government experiment? "I know!" they said, she's never ill, she can be this week's guinea pig.
Well against all odds I'm pulling through and have dared to try drinking some diet coke and eating a bowl of porridge (enough to make anyone sick i hear evil twin say) AND it appears to be staying down. Hurrah!! Saturated fat later evil twin. No no M I meant a nice salad and some fruit...
Now all i need is a ram slam thank you mam session with Master.... ohhh there I must be feeling better and not on death's doorknob after all. Phew. I know you'll all be so relieved.
BTW evil twin bloody funny blog you wrote and tryst too. Dims and domes hahhaha.
Edited Wed 24 Mar 04, 2:54 PM by alexandraa
