This sucks, severely.
I woke up today and my stomach was in knots. I sat up and in that same instant, I regretted it. Every little movement makes me feel queasy; although I know I'm nowhere close to "vomiting" sick, I'm pretty sure I'm in the area of "I ate something that hated me." I think it was the coffee I had last night, but Linda drank some too and she seemed fine.
Oh god some old lady just came in and she has a powdery smell. I wish I could just throw up and be done with it...
Oh god some old lady just came in and she has a powdery smell. I wish I could just throw up and be done with it...