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My weekend started out great. I met Mona and Kat at bluwater in kirkland, for dinner and drinks. Always a good time with those girls, and as usual, a few new Kat quotes for the book, i.e. when talking about Harry Potter Kat says, "more like Harry Hotter" and when the waiter cleared our little dessert bites, Kat grabs the mini creme brulee that has a few more bites left and says, "Im on the no carb left behind diet." love those girls.
And then when I was driving home it all of sudden felt like my body just gotten beaten up 20 people. When I got home it just got worse. I talked to my brother and he asked if I had taken my medication and I hadn't, so I just thought that maybe the alcohol was taking a toll on me. less than 20 minutes later I was in the bathroom hugging the toilet bringing up everything...I'll spare you the details....but i have never felt so terrible in my entire life. Ever. All friday night, and saturday was spent lying on the bathroom floor, and my body went back and forth between the fever and chills, even trying to move hurt like hell. Today I feel 80% better, just a little nausea left over. If someone told me, "hey, deb! I would give you a million dollars to relive that" I would absolutely decline. As of right now I still cant eat. Its like when you get a really bad hangover and you swear off alcohol vowing never to drink again...right now, im swearing off food.
And then when I was driving home it all of sudden felt like my body just gotten beaten up 20 people. When I got home it just got worse. I talked to my brother and he asked if I had taken my medication and I hadn't, so I just thought that maybe the alcohol was taking a toll on me. less than 20 minutes later I was in the bathroom hugging the toilet bringing up everything...I'll spare you the details....but i have never felt so terrible in my entire life. Ever. All friday night, and saturday was spent lying on the bathroom floor, and my body went back and forth between the fever and chills, even trying to move hurt like hell. Today I feel 80% better, just a little nausea left over. If someone told me, "hey, deb! I would give you a million dollars to relive that" I would absolutely decline. As of right now I still cant eat. Its like when you get a really bad hangover and you swear off alcohol vowing never to drink again...right now, im swearing off food.