ick
so...
a fierce wind of food poisoning swept through -- um, me -- on Saturday. Climbing over glittery fags and stopping to ask the charming sponsor at Trannyfest directions before running to the toilet? Not cute.
Violent drive home with pauses in 1. an alley, and 2. a gardenish corner of a walgreens parking lot.
Dramatic several hours. J earned compassion points into the next decade: got out of the way, fetched pillows to the long-kneeling cub on unforgiving bathroom tile, petted, eased into bed, made magic sick bags that even work when cubs can't get out of bed fast enough -- and dealt with them.
Also dealt with the whine factor. Big, bad, whine. whine-y, in fact.
The wind blew fierce and fast. Big bad, and over. Sunday was a day of horizontal posture and white rice.
Today was ok. Back to work, upright, moving along...
only to come home to a J with the big queasies. And a self-diagnosed case of the whining disease. his wind appears to be moving slowly... meh. Can't decide which is worse.
ick.
a fierce wind of food poisoning swept through -- um, me -- on Saturday. Climbing over glittery fags and stopping to ask the charming sponsor at Trannyfest directions before running to the toilet? Not cute.
Violent drive home with pauses in 1. an alley, and 2. a gardenish corner of a walgreens parking lot.
Dramatic several hours. J earned compassion points into the next decade: got out of the way, fetched pillows to the long-kneeling cub on unforgiving bathroom tile, petted, eased into bed, made magic sick bags that even work when cubs can't get out of bed fast enough -- and dealt with them.
Also dealt with the whine factor. Big, bad, whine. whine-y, in fact.
The wind blew fierce and fast. Big bad, and over. Sunday was a day of horizontal posture and white rice.
Today was ok. Back to work, upright, moving along...
only to come home to a J with the big queasies. And a self-diagnosed case of the whining disease. his wind appears to be moving slowly... meh. Can't decide which is worse.
ick.