Christmas sucked

[la_vie_secret]

I've had the stomach flu since I arrived into Oakland airport. I assume, it was from my mom, cause she got sick on Thursday night and on the same night, my dad apparently came down with the illness as well. So I was at the Oakland Coliseum waiting for the BART to come so I could take it to Balboa and get picked up by my cousin, when my stomach started cramping up. Then I felt so light headed and dizzy that I called my brother who lived in Walnut Creek to ask him how long it would take to take the BART in the opposite direction to have him pick me up in the hopes that it would be shorted...say in the range of 20 minutes. In the middle of asking him this, my vision started to fade and I said "hold on, I need to call you back cause I need to find a bathroom right now", dropped the call, and dragged what seemed like my unbearable heavy suitcase back down three flights of stairs while thanking my lucky stars that I had seen where the bathroom was on my way to the train area. I almost blacked out and I had a good bit of trouble dragging my suitcase behind me even though it has wheels.

Well anyway, I made it back to sf alright, albeit with having to run my ass to a bathroom a few more times, but I threw up once at my uncles house and so didn't get much to eat except for some gatorade and a plain chinese bread bun (poor fixins especially when everyone else in the house is having chinese hot pot) before I went to huddle in the decidedly uncomfortable fold out bed which is really just hell on my back.

So this week has basically sucked. Ugh.

I want this to be over with, and for some strange reason I've been wanting some sangria. Hm...maybe once I get back to sc.