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Jun. 18th, 2004 09:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oakenguyWoo, holding solid food down again, yay!
I'll spare the details, apart from noting that a belly full of novocaine + beef knishes do *not*, it turns out, go together. If it was that and not a virus--I definitely felt like I had a fever. (Though it turns out that the bathroom is the hottest, most humid room in the house on a hot summer night. That's a cruel, cruel thing to discover at 2AM while kneeling at the porcelain god waiting for something to happen.) It was nearly as bad as Norwalks Night. Which, considering that I was considering converting to Mormonism on that night if it would make the hurting stop, is saying something.
I now have strange marks on my shoulder, these long lines like someone raked me with a little garden rake. Only under the skin though, no swelling, no pain. D thinks it might be a rash and another reaction to the bad food. I think someone attacked me with a supernatural garden rake in my sleep, and that D has no imagination.
I'll spare the details, apart from noting that a belly full of novocaine + beef knishes do *not*, it turns out, go together. If it was that and not a virus--I definitely felt like I had a fever. (Though it turns out that the bathroom is the hottest, most humid room in the house on a hot summer night. That's a cruel, cruel thing to discover at 2AM while kneeling at the porcelain god waiting for something to happen.) It was nearly as bad as Norwalks Night. Which, considering that I was considering converting to Mormonism on that night if it would make the hurting stop, is saying something.
I now have strange marks on my shoulder, these long lines like someone raked me with a little garden rake. Only under the skin though, no swelling, no pain. D thinks it might be a rash and another reaction to the bad food. I think someone attacked me with a supernatural garden rake in my sleep, and that D has no imagination.
