Jan 03, 2009 11:16
So, everything was going fine on Tuesday. Until the evening when I got hit with what I can only imagine was the demonic semi of karmic retribution for all my past sins. The morning was actually ok. I even have a slightly amusing anecdote.
I, as is my lazy habit, left the house with damp hair. My hair is pretty fine, so it dries on its own fairly quickly. That morning it froze, which freaked me out a little as you can imagine. Nevertheless I wrapped my scarf around my head, bought a hat at the station and got on with my day. Then at 5.30 I was told by my boss they had decided not to renew my contract. Which ended that evening. After he had practicaly assured me the job was mine. I was a rather upset but made it out of the shop without crying. I had a bit of a breakdown on the way home but pulled myself together enough to go over to a friends house and play trivial pursuit.
In the middle of a game which I believe I and my team-mate had in the bag, I started to feel rather ill. I though I'd just eaten too much and lay down on the sofa. I kept feeling worse and worse, so the much obliging fiance of my friend gave me a lift home. I got out of his car and then two minutes later vomited copiously all over the stairs up to my flats (the outside ones, thank god!) and my new scarf (luckily recovered). I got up to my flat And proceeded to be up all night with the worst stomach flu I have ever had. Ever. And I've been sick in my time.
In the morning I called my Mum, who came to fetch me and has been nursing me for the past four days. I'm still on dry bread and water as my stomach still hasn't settled. This thanks to the welcome addition last night of my period starting. So now I'm jobless, crampy, sick, weak, can't stand up for any amount of time and can't eat much. Thank you fate!
On the plus side, I must have lost some weight, so I'm sure Wii Fit will praise me next time I'm able to use it.
rant