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Ginger Ale and Saltines

This photo is the opposite of how my Monday went.

Yesterday I was more sick than I have been in over ten years. It was the worst. The whole time, I just kept having flashbacks to when my appendix burst in 9th grade. Seriously, the worst. And then, I woke up this morning ...and felt fine.

It blew my mind when I woke up feeling normal. Now I look back on yesterday and I feel so sorry for sick me. If only I had known it would be over once I slept for the night. I was seriously a mess.

Here's a little peak into how my brain works when it's fighting food poisoning: When I was lying on the couch writhing in pain, wishing I could eat the donut Camaron had bought for me, I remember thinking to myself, "for our next baby, I am definitely getting an epidural." I'm not pregnant right now, but I was obviously in enough pain to have been thinking of childbirth.

During one of the many naps I took yesterday, I dreamt I was in a huge cave. There were a bunch of us in there and we were traveling through the cave system for fun, I think. Somehow, someone came up with the amazing idea to start a game of ultimate frisbee as we were climbing around the cave. My team was all of my girls from my first group of EFY girls from 4 years ago and me. Just to let you know, I was like really good. I was tossing that disc around stalagmites like you wouldn't believe.

I don't know how those 2 stories connect, maybe they don't. If you can think of a connection, let me know. Apparently my brain is still healing from yesterday's craziness. I'm pretty positive it was food poisoning since it only lasted a day, but I keep hearing that there is something going around, so be cautious. And if you need any saltines, you know who to call.

p.s. Camaron, you are the best. I know I tell you that all the time, but this post wouldn't be complete without a shoutout to you as well. Thank you for taking such good care of Fox yesterday, making store runs for me, not telling me how disgusting I looked, and making food for me even though you had a paper to write and a final to study for. Next time I get sick, I'll do my best not to time it around finals week:)

1 comment

  1. worst day ever! man, i totally thought you were at d-land with the blogging hiatus. nope. turns out your body was waging some serious war with foreign invaders from outer space! glad you are feeling better. AND i bet if you played ultimate in a cave, you would still be a killer handler!

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