Tuesday night I started throwing up and had severe diarrhea..up all fucking night long..was not fun and really wasn't pretty..Called in work yesterday, and felt worse after the phone call...Julie answered the phone, Julie is the manager at another store, no Tom, no Inky and I guess only Angela was there, actually forgot to ask. All I could think of was...I need to be there, but unless they set up the register in the bathroom, there is no way I can make it..arghghghg...Thought I had it under control yesterday and would be able to go back to work today...nope..repeat of the day before..fuckity fuck fuck fuck..Have to call work..and feel worse...I know Inky's off today as he has to take today off to take Anessa to the Dr. about her spider bite..fuckity fuck fuck fuck...But there is nothing I can do...I even threw up the pepto bismo...Did I spell that right?...oh who cares...My stomach is cramping so bad and I feel like I have a boot in my throat..every time I swallow I think I'm going to barf...ooooh sweet Goddess, even thinking about barfing makes me want to barf...I'll be back...
uhhhh, do you know hard it is on your stomach to throw up...........nothing...uhhhhh..and being diabetic I have to try and keep something down so I can take my meds..only thing that seems to work is some funky crackers I have, but they are pretty high in carbs..fuckity fuck fuck fuck...I'm packing it in..just wanted you to know if you don't hear from me in a day or two..I'm not dead...just feels like it...
