| Wednesday, January 26, 2005 |
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I know, I know. I suck.
But, really I have a good excuse. And, right now, I'm sick as a dog, you can't holler at me, damnit.
It seems the 17 month old germ factory (otherwise known as my nephew Tre) has infected me with some sort of evil virus that renders me unable to do anything other than lie there and moan. Oh, and post mean posts everywhere that I try to post.
Obviously, I'm fucking cranky. My head hurts, sinuses are jammed to the brim, chest is achy, plus I can not eat. Yes, I know, fat people shouldn't eat, yeah, well fuck that. Since Saturday I've had 1 piece of toast, 1/2 cup of rice, and about 6 crackers. Every last bite of it, fucking hurt.
Now, I'm not nausaeus. Not, at all. It just fucking hurts. Imagine someone taking a rusty knife and jamming it into your abdomen, just to the left of your actual stomach, over and over again. That's what happens every time I try to even inhale the scent of food. There's nothing there, it's nowhere near your gall bladder or appendix, so I'm fucking clueless.
I'm having to pause every four or five words to hold the spot on my stomach, which is making my writing even more disjointed than normal.
You know what? Fuck this. I'm starting to get scared about the pain. I'll let y'all know what happens with it.
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posted by Suzy @ 9:43 AM   |
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