don't read this if you're not interested in me getting sick this morning... i'll have new stuff later

So this is the third or fourth day in a row that the printer isn't working so here I am. I woke up with a horrible stomachache this morning, and when I went into the bathroom to change, it was incredibly hot and muggy because someone had taken a shower in there before I woke up... I felt like I was going to DIE! And I had the sharpest pain in my stomach, and it was surging into my chest! It was horrible! So, when I built up the energy, I went to the hall closet to get Advil, and then proceeded to the kitchen to take them with water.

So, I was still in pain, but I decided to not tell my mom yet just in case she'd freak out because I still wanted to go to school. I got in the bathroom to do my hair, and the pain was coming back even stronger so I sat down, and I couldn't even do my hair because my stomach was hurting so bad. i finally gave up and told her because there was no way I was going to school without doing my hair. She told me to go take a teaspoonful of baking soda. I went into the kitchen to get the baking soda, and when I reached up in the cabinet, I felt the weirdest sensation and it made me really weak so I leaned against the counter for a minute or so, and waited for the pain to subside. I decided I didn't want to take the baking soda alone, so I looked in the fridge and got water to mix with the baking soda. All of a sudden it happened... everything I ate the night before, all of the water, even the advil... it all felt like it was going to jump out of my throat at once so I raced to the bathroom. (I don't think I'm going to explain that part...)

Yah, so then the pain all went away, and I felt alot better. I'm still afraid to eat anything and I gave Daad (her name is pronounced "DOD")one of my jolly rancher lollies because I didn't want to be tempted into eating it myself and becoming even more sick. I told Mr. B that I felt sick, and what happened and he told me that if I felt like i needed to run to the bathroom, to just leave and I don't have to ask for his permission.

And THAT'S how terrible my morning went...

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