Jan 04, 2005 07:17
From the hours of 10PM to 6AM, I have been continuously running back and forth to the bathroom. At first, puking up large amounts of chunks resembling food. Then it was mostly water. And at last, the beloved dry-heaving. I initially thought I was throwing up my body weight because I had taken ambien after having NON-NARCOTIC pain killers all day, but that really doesn't fucking make sense now, considering the fact that I took my temperature and it was almost breaking 103F.
During this ordeal, I attempted to watch 'Napoleon Dynamite', but that just somehow made me feel even worse. I'll have to view it at another time. Last night, however, I did watch 'Garden State' with Cat. It was insanely good. I absolutely loved it. And watching it with her was just incredible. Christ. When I'm with her, I am so content and happy. This relationship is one of the few things in my life right now that make me feel the opposite of pain-- and that is a big fucking deal.
Oh. If I didn't state it before: I did go to the doctor yesterday and as suspected, I do indeed have the fantastic influenza. Fuck you, America (and Bush-- because everything's his fault), for not having the right amount of vaccines.
Eh. Well, hey, look at the bright side. In one night, I lost 6 pounds!