Midnight Sickness
I got sick earlier.
Vomiting cold bile sick. Cold. Bitter. Yellow bile. Ick. It scared me. The simple reason that it was cold scared me. There was a lot of it. I nearly filled a liter basin with vomit. It was weird because it waited until I brushed my teeth for the night before I got sick. I called Doc Mick once the episode was over. He told me not to worry, just relax, watch a movie, read, play a video game… alright, that last one might not be a good idea because I tend to get mad at video games. I thanked the doctor, and hung up looking for something to keep my mind occupied. Mostly I wanted someone to tell me that I was going to be fine. I searched through some of my old CDs and then I realised I couldn’t play any music because my drive is being used to burn movies. Boo! *throws tomatoes at computer* Actually, I could have dug out the old CD player and tried to play them on that, but I wasn’t in the mood.
In the end, I just watched the counter tick down on Toast, for my DVD burning, and downloaded some more software and fonts. Hey, I can decorate while I try to over come the sickness. It’s worth a shot!
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Wow, that sounds like no fun at all. Hope you get better.
Jamie, are you interested at all in healing with natural remedies such as diet change, herbs, alternative therapies? I have loads of info. I was supposed to die twice (I had “uncurable” crohn’s and a host of other stuff) but I’m really healthy now. NOT thanks to doctors as drugs don’t heal. I had to change a lot to allow my body to heal as it is more than capable of doing.
Maybe at least read about other ideas, OK? Then you can decide. I’m not finding fault with your decisions, just want to help. I know exactly how it feels to spend years in pain, suffering every day.
It’s pre-cancer-jitters sickness. Upset stomach, vomiting, sleeplessness. As long as I don’t tear a hole in my stomach, I’m supposed to survive. My doctor actually described my treatment as “comfortable”.