Interestingly, I don't remember much of what happened today. I mean, that sounds odd, but . . . I really can't. It freaks me out a little, like I need to be locked up or something (though, hopefully not as intense as that). Right now, I'm sitting in my room with my laptop in the lap (literally) with that groggy, sleep-all-day feeling. This is what I do remember:
waking up
washing hair & brushing teeth
eating lunch
working on T-shirts
getting ready for and showing up to work
feeling very heated and barfing in the bathroom at work . . . twice
Mom waking me up at home, in bed, in non-work clothes.
So I know that there has to be something in between getting sick and waking up because I drove myself to work and I couldn't have just left without anyone knowing, I mean, and I had to have told somebody I wasn't feeling good, right? AND my car is definitely in the driveway right now.
Maybe I was just very concentrated on getting out of there and home that I forgot what happened, like I was in a daze. . . or a zombie? Scary, right?
So anyway, if I called or texted any of you, I'm sorry. I was probably in panic/guilt mode.
Moral of the story: Don't eat tomatoes when you have an ulcer.
Alright, enough of that. I think I should go back to bed.
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