I hate being sick. This morning I was perfectly fine. I was talking to Sean to cheer him up and it worked and that made me really happy. When I got to school I was perfectly fine. But out of nowhere I felt really nauseas so I went to the bathroom and hovered over the sink swallowing down whatever I could and dealing with really sharp lower abdomal pains.
So around the beginning of Spanish my mom comes to check me out and brings me home. Gives me pepto bismol. And tells me not to eat. I'm sorry but wasn't "really sharp abdomal pains" paid attention to? What about Really sharp chest or side pains? Remind me again why I was just lying in bed until 2 PM?
*sigh* Whatever, talking to Sean distracted me from most of it. I'm gonna try heading to school tomorrow. So much for my perfect attendance to be exempt from finals but oh well.
 Myth Tariyun · Wed Oct 19, 2005 @ 03:27am · 1 Comments |
