Food poisoning fucking blows.
I don't know where it came from, but I think I got food poisoning from my firm's holiday party. If I had to guess, it was that cold meatball I ate right before I left. Miserable. Joint pain, my body aches, my skin hurts, I'm freezing and hot and chilled like a motherfucker, my stomach is queasy, I've been in and out of the bathroom for various reasons at least 40 times (25 of which were between 3:00 and 4:00 am.) And if I'm not mistaken, I must have vomited up so much and dug so deeply that I must have cleared my spleen and liver by the time I finished.
And, as it turns out, throwing up HURTS man! I couldn't even keep water down for more than 10 minutes as I felt my lips and skin drying up from the inside.
URGH.
At least I ordered 7 gallons of gatorade from the local delivery grocery place.
3 comments:
Are you sure this is food poisoning and not... bubonic plague?
Good times. In other news, exams are over and we're having an all-day, junk food and drinking movie and Frisky Dingo fest with some friends.
Cheers!
no kidding, i was just talking about how much food poisoning sucks with my mom today. i can't help but remember having you on the phone while a certain roommate of mine exclaimed, "i think i have a twisted colon!"
you'll be fine. gatorade is gooood. i think i forgot how delicious that orange gatorade was until the last time i had food poisoning. but that shit is like magic.
H: You've never had food poisoning that basically felt like an intense flu + expulsions? And wtf is Frisky dingo fest?
Anon: I got the yellow and the red. And some blues. Groceries on delivery rules.
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