fuck food poisoning
oh the pain. i thought i was going to die. I got a job as an art director on this childrens tv show, its unpaid untill (if) it gets picked up. i didnt finish the work i should have last night and i woke up today with food poisoning. i still had to drive all the way to azuza with this sickness. how did i do it?
the first stop i had to make to vomit i still didnt know that i had food poisoning. i drank champaigne last night, i didnt want to get drunk or anything i just wanted to be able to passout when i wanted to go to bed. i had a big day ahead of me so i thought it would help me sleep heavier. so i ended up being too drunk unintentionally cause i havnt gotten drunk in a long time. so i thought i was puking from that, but i wasnt THAT drunk, ive been drunker and puked less than that. so i remember the salad i ate last night, i was so exhausted i forgot to rinse off the food. i bet that was it. thats what davey is saying it probably was. ANYWAY I was merging on to the 210 from the 5 when i noticed the nausea. i slowed down so i could get over behind this big rig, and i was already covering my mouth with my hand just incase. and as i was DRIVING, exiting off the freeway i spew, a little at first, enough to hold in my mouth, but then i couldnt stop the heaves. i had vomit all in my shirt, cause i was covering my mouth with it. it was a new shirt too, neon green with a black print of a t-rex. if i hadnt put my shirt over, my car would be covered. i managed to keep it just on me and not the car. pulled into this self storage that had a open bathroom next to the office. i was there for awhile recooperating, and happy that i was 8 in the morning and that the place didnt open untill 9. so i stole the nearly empty trash can from the bathroom, and it was my best buddy for the next few hours. when i had cleaned up and changed I called the other art director and let her know that i am sick but still on my way cause they need that stuff. i got back on the freeway. ended up puking 3 more times before i got to pasadena, after that i lost count. i was determined to get there because i had no choice. i even woke up really early to make sure i got there on time considering traffic and what not. ended up arriving at like 9:30 am and i was shooting for 8. i left the house at 7. do the math. it would only take an hour to get there normally. every time i puked i was drenched with sweat and over heating, then i would feel a breeze and feel like i was shivering cold. when i got there i stuck around to see if i would get any better, but it was getting worse and i was throwing up even more frequently and painfully and violently. i was weak and shivery i thought i was going to pass out and wake up in a hospital. they asked me how i was feeling right after the worst bathroom session of the day. i was probably all green. anyway as soon as i felt ok i took off, but puked 3 more times before i could make it to my parents house from azuza. thats like a 15 minute drive with no traffic. uhggg, got to my parents threw up some more in my trusty trash puke bucket that was now sitting by my bed. as soon as that was done, i passed out before the feeling came back.
I woke up to a phonecall from Davey. i had already talked to him earlier about the whole thing, he was just seeing how i was and he didnt have to work today so he was at home in piru, so i wanted to be in piru. i started feeling better after i got up, although i could barly walk. there was like no momentum inside of me. i grabbed three different drinks that i could only enjoy at my parents house and began my way to recovery by sitting down and turning on the tv.
montel williams was on and so was this psychic lady who just came out with a book about how the world will end soon, by looking at prophets and warlocks and what not. people were standing up and asking her questions like "My best friend died recently, i was just wondering if shes ever around me?" usually she was like "yes" but when this one lady asked if her father was watching over her she said "...no hes not, he has actually gone on to a different life in this world, hes in turkey, but dont go looking for him or anything heh heh" i liked that she answered quick. one thing she said was supposed to be kind of frightening. shes noticing that a lot of people are on their last life, and its increasing, they wont be reincarnated anymore. i still didnt have any momentum to change the channel. in my mind i changed it a hundred times but then when commercials are on you forget what your watching, and my brain was very dehydrated. i took a shower and decided to be on my way, i had been up for awhile and hadnt felt the urge to puke. but i think i got a heat rash on my new tattoo i was scared it was infected even tho i keep it really clean. its funl having a rainbow of scabs come off of you. so i managed to make it back to piru without puking and now were waiting for the new flipping out to come on. all we get here are reality shows, this is one of my favs. still feeling woozy but im doing a lot better. anyway i wanted to share that with you. i did have to puke in the car a few times while driving, for some reason im really proud of that. this is the second occasion where i have puked while driving. the first time was due to taking some headache medicine on an empty stomach while at work. i almost vomited all over whole foods too.
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projectile heaves
the first stop i had to make to vomit i still didnt know that i had food poisoning. i drank champaigne last night, i didnt want to get drunk or anything i just wanted to be able to passout when i wanted to go to bed. i had a big day ahead of me so i thought it would help me sleep heavier. so i ended up being too drunk unintentionally cause i havnt gotten drunk in a long time. so i thought i was puking from that, but i wasnt THAT drunk, ive been drunker and puked less than that. so i remember the salad i ate last night, i was so exhausted i forgot to rinse off the food. i bet that was it. thats what davey is saying it probably was. ANYWAY I was merging on to the 210 from the 5 when i noticed the nausea. i slowed down so i could get over behind this big rig, and i was already covering my mouth with my hand just incase. and as i was DRIVING, exiting off the freeway i spew, a little at first, enough to hold in my mouth, but then i couldnt stop the heaves. i had vomit all in my shirt, cause i was covering my mouth with it. it was a new shirt too, neon green with a black print of a t-rex. if i hadnt put my shirt over, my car would be covered. i managed to keep it just on me and not the car. pulled into this self storage that had a open bathroom next to the office. i was there for awhile recooperating, and happy that i was 8 in the morning and that the place didnt open untill 9. so i stole the nearly empty trash can from the bathroom, and it was my best buddy for the next few hours. when i had cleaned up and changed I called the other art director and let her know that i am sick but still on my way cause they need that stuff. i got back on the freeway. ended up puking 3 more times before i got to pasadena, after that i lost count. i was determined to get there because i had no choice. i even woke up really early to make sure i got there on time considering traffic and what not. ended up arriving at like 9:30 am and i was shooting for 8. i left the house at 7. do the math. it would only take an hour to get there normally. every time i puked i was drenched with sweat and over heating, then i would feel a breeze and feel like i was shivering cold. when i got there i stuck around to see if i would get any better, but it was getting worse and i was throwing up even more frequently and painfully and violently. i was weak and shivery i thought i was going to pass out and wake up in a hospital. they asked me how i was feeling right after the worst bathroom session of the day. i was probably all green. anyway as soon as i felt ok i took off, but puked 3 more times before i could make it to my parents house from azuza. thats like a 15 minute drive with no traffic. uhggg, got to my parents threw up some more in my trusty trash puke bucket that was now sitting by my bed. as soon as that was done, i passed out before the feeling came back.
I woke up to a phonecall from Davey. i had already talked to him earlier about the whole thing, he was just seeing how i was and he didnt have to work today so he was at home in piru, so i wanted to be in piru. i started feeling better after i got up, although i could barly walk. there was like no momentum inside of me. i grabbed three different drinks that i could only enjoy at my parents house and began my way to recovery by sitting down and turning on the tv.
montel williams was on and so was this psychic lady who just came out with a book about how the world will end soon, by looking at prophets and warlocks and what not. people were standing up and asking her questions like "My best friend died recently, i was just wondering if shes ever around me?" usually she was like "yes" but when this one lady asked if her father was watching over her she said "...no hes not, he has actually gone on to a different life in this world, hes in turkey, but dont go looking for him or anything heh heh" i liked that she answered quick. one thing she said was supposed to be kind of frightening. shes noticing that a lot of people are on their last life, and its increasing, they wont be reincarnated anymore. i still didnt have any momentum to change the channel. in my mind i changed it a hundred times but then when commercials are on you forget what your watching, and my brain was very dehydrated. i took a shower and decided to be on my way, i had been up for awhile and hadnt felt the urge to puke. but i think i got a heat rash on my new tattoo i was scared it was infected even tho i keep it really clean. its funl having a rainbow of scabs come off of you. so i managed to make it back to piru without puking and now were waiting for the new flipping out to come on. all we get here are reality shows, this is one of my favs. still feeling woozy but im doing a lot better. anyway i wanted to share that with you. i did have to puke in the car a few times while driving, for some reason im really proud of that. this is the second occasion where i have puked while driving. the first time was due to taking some headache medicine on an empty stomach while at work. i almost vomited all over whole foods too.
the
projectile heaves