The Dutchess of Hurl

So, yesterday I ate some fast food on the run, betwixt all my errands. By the time I go to bed last night, I was feeling a little ill. It's like my body did not want to digest what I had eaten. I was hoping it would pass, so I tried to sleep it off. However, I woke up an our later with the need to purge. What followed was 3 hours of stomach cramps, chills, and vomiting. I finally fell asleep, and now I feel rather normal.

But we're about to find out if I can hold down water...

I should be able to, as I feel quite stable.

But still, that was not my plan for a relaxing Saturday night.

More notes from the Dutchess

There are at least three court jesters who have been milling about in my journal today.

*coughs and looks at maighdlin, jareth_gk, and namfle*

Which is cool. Because I love that scene in the movie. :-)

I'm feeling a bit better. Which means I'm successfully holding down fluids and food. Though I've only eaten my "mush" today. Funny how when your tummy feels like this, you yearn for old standbys like chicken soup.

I swear, my stomach can get wound up when I have bouts like that. Even though there is nothing left to puke, my body wants to purge at the slightest thing. I think I puked up future meals last night.

It happens maybe twice a year, and not always the same way, and not always the same triggers. I'm not sure what the deal is.

Thus far, I've managed to pay my bills, do my php homework, toss in a load of laundry, and catch Saturday Night Live. Some of their routines were a bit tired this time around. The political satire was not so good.