Could You Throw Up In Your Sink?
Thus began the last day of the year for me.
At 4:30 a.m.
Tyler was terrified that I was pregnant, but it turns out I had a wicked case of Rotavirus. I won't go into details about how a body rids itself of Rotavirus. I'll just say that I won't be eating Oreos again for a good long while, and I won't be needing to go on one of those trendy "cleanse" diets.
It seemed a fitting end to a year in which I spent much of my time puking.
This morning I woke up feeling like nothing had happened. I'm taking that as a sign that this year will be much healthier for me.
At 4:30 a.m.
Tyler was terrified that I was pregnant, but it turns out I had a wicked case of Rotavirus. I won't go into details about how a body rids itself of Rotavirus. I'll just say that I won't be eating Oreos again for a good long while, and I won't be needing to go on one of those trendy "cleanse" diets.
It seemed a fitting end to a year in which I spent much of my time puking.
This morning I woke up feeling like nothing had happened. I'm taking that as a sign that this year will be much healthier for me.
posted by Olivia at
9:59 PM
2 Comments:
Isn't it sad that rotovirus seems like a joy when the alternative is pregnancy??!! :)
I'm sorry you've been eeling so bad - hope it is gone for good - and that it was one thing you managed not to share.
Take care!!
Kara
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Unknown, at 7:01 PM
Bummer. I don't think I'll be eating Oreos ever again either. Thank you.
By
Carrie, at 9:26 PM
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