Aug 29, 2013 11:48
And I act as though I'm surprised. Really? I mean, REALLY!?? Don't know what caused it this time. Brian got sick on Tuesday morning, as did I. I thought it would be over, but, as it turns out, it's not. I was up all night in pretty fantastic pain. It comes in waves. I'd drift off to sleep and about 5 minutes later be jolted awake by stabbing pain in my stomach. Awesome. NOT.
We're going to Bali tomorrow and if this shit doesn't get better in hurry, it's going to put a real damper on this vacation. And the road trip when we get back to the US. I'm drinking a lot of water and taking Pepto Bismo, but it doesn't seem to be having much of an impact.
I've gotten sick to my stomach numerous times here, including the time I was pretty damn close to death. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. I'm hoping once I'm back in the US, this shit will stop.
At least I'll be able to go to doctors who speak English. And maybe they will be able to figure out what the hell is wrong with me.
I've got so much to do before we leave on Tuesday, and being sick is not exactly helping me. Gotta pack my shit up and get ready for the grueling flights ahead. I just want to be home.