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Okay, yesterday morning my stomach I started having stomach pains. I was at the caves helping fill a bunch of water bottles Jack had collected from people. I had to leave, to go back to the tent and see if Charlie was there and get some rest once I found him and Aaron. Luckily I found Charlie along the way. He was trying to teach Aaron how to teach a dog to fetch, and Walt's dog, Vincent, was humoring him. Shannon was sitting nearby with Sayid and they were laughing at Charlie's antics. So was Aaron.
It was a really cute moment, and it kind of made me forget I felt sick for a little while. Then I went back to the tent and slept/rested for hours. I thought I was over it, but then I woke up in the middle of the night feeling really sick. I puked four times, and I could hardly breathe for some reason. It felt like I was having a panic attack. Charlie woke up sometime while I was retching my guts out and he was talking to me and rubbing my back. He gave me a towel and some water and led me back to my bed.
I am really glad that I didn't have to clean any carpet. Charlie must have kicked some sand around because it was gone in the morning. Ughh - I /hate/ throwing up.
Thank goodness Aaron has been a perfect little angel lately. Charlie said he was worried that once Sawyer left, that Aaron would go back to crying a lot. I caught him reading to Aaron from a car magazine, trying to sound like Sawyer - his voice was hilarious. But except for once today when a loud noise startled him, he's either been sleeping, nursing, or laughing.
Mostly sleeping.
Speaking of which, the sun set like three hours ago so it must be like 9:30ish. I'm tired. I'm going to hit the sack.
It was a really cute moment, and it kind of made me forget I felt sick for a little while. Then I went back to the tent and slept/rested for hours. I thought I was over it, but then I woke up in the middle of the night feeling really sick. I puked four times, and I could hardly breathe for some reason. It felt like I was having a panic attack. Charlie woke up sometime while I was retching my guts out and he was talking to me and rubbing my back. He gave me a towel and some water and led me back to my bed.
I am really glad that I didn't have to clean any carpet. Charlie must have kicked some sand around because it was gone in the morning. Ughh - I /hate/ throwing up.
Thank goodness Aaron has been a perfect little angel lately. Charlie said he was worried that once Sawyer left, that Aaron would go back to crying a lot. I caught him reading to Aaron from a car magazine, trying to sound like Sawyer - his voice was hilarious. But except for once today when a loud noise startled him, he's either been sleeping, nursing, or laughing.
Mostly sleeping.
Speaking of which, the sun set like three hours ago so it must be like 9:30ish. I'm tired. I'm going to hit the sack.