Ehh...
Wow... this is turning out to be a crap-takular trip. About 2 days ago Paul was sick all night. Then... yesterday, my mom spends ALL day in bed and running to the bathroom, and barfing and the rest of it... finally she gets taken to a doctor and given some nasty medications... while she's gone, I fucking throw-up.... (around 4pm) and spend the rest of my night trying to keep SOMETHING down... and no thanks to my runny nose from the past week and a half, I'm mostly coughing out mucus, which of course, just HAS to get stuck, and make me unable to breathe.... I nearly passed out after 2 hours of this, so I lay down on the bathroom floor and almost throw up ON myself... Dave, I'm not sure what time he started this beautiful puke-fest but he's still not doing so good... me 'n my mom are sorta okay now. We can keep solid foods down *OMG* and my mom lost 8 pounds from this. I don't appear to have lost much weight, which is pretty good. Did I mention I puked on myself in the middle of the night? THIS WEEK FUCKING SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm am definitely looking forward to NOT being sick. Ugh.