Bad Things Come in 3's
Dear lord, it's been forever, but this one is for the books.
Last night I eat a chicken fruit salad to which I've made many times before for my family. Well, at about 10 o'clock last night, this really bad stomach ache was going on. It was starting to get painful. Having moved to my grandparents, I had no idea where the medicine was, plus it was so painful to get up and go all the way downstairs, so instead I thought if I just fall asleep, I'll sleep through the pain and it will go through my system by morning. At midnight, I woke it and it's worse than ever, I threw up some of it and by that point it hurt so I didn't want to throw up the rest of it. Staying up reading, making sure I wouldn't puke again for like an hour or so. Then falling back to sleep three bad things happen in this horrible state:
1.) Woken up by my father because I had to lock the door behind because by mother was still in the shower
2.) Woken up by my mother because she couldn't find the tampons
3.) Woken up by my grandmother because the street sweeper was coming and my car was still on the street...got a ticket...$38
My stomach isn't as in much painful, but I still feel like a I ate a goblin and it's having fun going through my intestines and growling every now and then. Well, now it's coated pink from pepto, grape from jelly on toast, and orange from great liquid vitamin C (OJ). I'm feeling better, but I think maybe God is trying to tell me NOT to leave the house today. I don't know, what do ya think?
Last night I eat a chicken fruit salad to which I've made many times before for my family. Well, at about 10 o'clock last night, this really bad stomach ache was going on. It was starting to get painful. Having moved to my grandparents, I had no idea where the medicine was, plus it was so painful to get up and go all the way downstairs, so instead I thought if I just fall asleep, I'll sleep through the pain and it will go through my system by morning. At midnight, I woke it and it's worse than ever, I threw up some of it and by that point it hurt so I didn't want to throw up the rest of it. Staying up reading, making sure I wouldn't puke again for like an hour or so. Then falling back to sleep three bad things happen in this horrible state:
1.) Woken up by my father because I had to lock the door behind because by mother was still in the shower
2.) Woken up by my mother because she couldn't find the tampons
3.) Woken up by my grandmother because the street sweeper was coming and my car was still on the street...got a ticket...$38
My stomach isn't as in much painful, but I still feel like a I ate a goblin and it's having fun going through my intestines and growling every now and then. Well, now it's coated pink from pepto, grape from jelly on toast, and orange from great liquid vitamin C (OJ). I'm feeling better, but I think maybe God is trying to tell me NOT to leave the house today. I don't know, what do ya think?