Sunday, September 28, 2008

bed-ridden, not flea-bitten (yet)

it all started with a sip of apple juice. i knew something was wrong within minutes. one of my uncanny abilities is a hyper-sensitivity to things i ingest. gastrointestinal distress that should take 8-10 hours to manifest impact me within a fraction of that time. i have consulted medical professionals (in a general way) and yet my metabolism maintains its mystique. but all this is besides the point.

the point is that i have been in bed for hours, and there is a (lined) trash can full of vomit next to the bed. it all started with a sip of apple juice... but ended more like Beetle Juice.

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