Jan 05, 2005 10:04
So glad that, after days of feeling like I desperately need to throw up, I finally did last night.
Violently, I might add.
I think I've managed to pull every muscle in my back.
See, this makes me happy because, while I am in a lot of pain and feeling miserable, I finally have some concrete reason to feel like a million kinds of shit and ass. Before, it was just lethargy and aches. I couldn't not sleep for a few hours at a time and only be awake for an hour or so. My mom thought I was faking and just being lazy. I was starting to think she was right.
Then I went to bed feeling like I was going to be awakened by vomit.
I was half right.
I was awakened by the infamous, "You're Going To Throw Up In About 5 Minutes," feeling. I went to the bathroom, sat on the floor, and the sheer thought that I had my face that close to a toilet, combined with the smell of toilet water, induced vomiting. Then, about an hour later, the smell of the outside air leaking in from the window next to my bed set me off. Then, it was just about everything and anything you can think of that made me throw up.
For about 2 hours straight.
And my mom still thinks I'm faking.