do you ever have a day where all you want to do is curl up and mumble “love me” and be cuddled?
cause I do today and it sucks cause i have to be at work instead.

love and cuddles please?

do you ever have a day where all you want to do is curl up and mumble “love me” and be cuddled?
cause I do today and it sucks cause i have to be at work instead.

love and cuddles please?

I have been really sick the past few days.
What started out as mild indigestion around lunch time Sunday turned into full blown DEATH overnight.
Stabbing stomach pains and pressure had me hunched over and sobbing; a fever, hot flashes and faintness followed.
When I say stabbing stomach pains, I want you to know what I mean. Imagine someone standing inside of your stomach and simultaneously stabbing you and twisting your intestines. Now imagine that someone has a lot of friends doing the same thing. On top of that, someone is standing next to you, punching you in the stomach and laughing at you.
These happened every 2 – 20 minutes for a length of 10 to 50 seconds.
FOR TWO DAYS.
so i lounged uncomfortably (reading comic books and checking blogs), waiting for the doctor to call back with results from the GALLONS* of blood he took (which was an ordeal on its own because I am really afraid of needles ok? and the nurse was like “stab stab silly vein keeps rolling on me haha! stab stab” and it took forever and im like DUDE JUST TAKE MY BLOOD ALREADY WHAT ARE YOU EDWARD CULLEN OH MY GOD I AM SICK IM MAKING TWILIGHT JOKES). Blood was taken at 9:45am. At 2:00p I still hadnt heard so I called and theyre will like “ha youre sick well call you back soon”. at 4:30p i called again and they were like “WHO ARE YOU!? WHAT NO. STOP TALKING.”
Finally the doctor called back, asked how i was feeling, and told me the blood tests seemed normal so it likely wasnt my appendix as he has thought it might be. lucky me i suppose.
part of me hoped it was something like my appendix so i could get it out and feel better.
anyway, its supposedly some weird severe infection / virus / “something or other” (a technical term) that just hit me really hard. and now im at work, trying to keep my lunch of toast in. oh yes. i am on the EVER delicious B.R.A.T. diet: bananas, rice, apple sauce, toast. woo.
fingers crossed i feel better soon because Jesse’s b-day extravaganza starts tomorrow night! and runs through Sunday!
its just you and me stomach, and i’m going to win. or else.
*two tubes