Mar 02, 2007 09:52
So Monday Mychael became DEATHLY ILL. I went to visit him Tuesday after my classes. I brought him soup and slippers that I bought him from work. So even after I am totally nice to my boyfriend, I still get punished by getting even more sick than he was yesterday.
Thursday morning I woke up and felt nauseated and then I ran downstairs and puked in Mychael's downstairs bathroom. Then I proceeded to be totally nuts and started crying and then hyperventilated and scared the crap out of Mychael...sorry homes. I really don't know why I got so worked up. It's rare for me. So then I went upstairs to bed and to even things out, I ran intot he upstairs bathroom and puked all over it. Sweet.
So yesterday was basically an amazing cocktail of things being expelled from my body. Puke, diarrhea, and blood from my puurrrriod. The only upside was the Pens won the game and Mychael was totally sweet and took care of me.
I woke up today and I feel MUCH better. Plus, my professor cancelled class so that helped a lot. I plan on watching Judging Amy, ER, and Full House all day in my PJ's.