So I have my semi-annual cold. Yay me... And per doctor's orders I can't take anything more than Tylenol. Ick.
It's also Dale's birthday celebration this weekend. So since his best friend, Tom, had today off as well, we all hung out today. I was feeling pretty pitiful, but decided to tough it out.
I've tried to eat throughout this because my babies should not starve because I'm sick. Though, this morning I got hit with a bad wave of nausea when I was taking my shower. I realized then that I hadn't eaten for about 11 hours. Whoops!
So I went for cereal, only to realize we were out of milk. So I had some dry cereal. No worries, we were going for food soon anyway, so I just needed something to tide me over. When we met up with Tom we went out for a bite to eat.
I didn't even finish my little meal because my tummy started getting upset. I've learned to listen, so I stopped eating. On the way home (only a few miles) I started to REALLY not feel well. So I tried to concentrate on anything except the nausea. It didn't work. I relived all of my breakfast in the back of Tom's Jeep. :(
I was so upset and completely mortified! The guys were very kind and helped clean it all up in the parking lot of the apartment while I went upstairs to clean up myself. Thankfully, I had a spare pair of PJ pants in the back seat of one of the cars because I was NOT going to go up a flight of stairs like that. Yes, I changed my pants in the parking lot. It was the only option that I saw as reasonable.
Then I went upstairs and cleaned up myself as much as I could, then took a shower and curled up in a ball, only to realize that I was hungry again! The last thing I wanted was food.
I had Dale all ready to go and get me some chicken noodle soup when I remembered we had crackers! I had 5 crackers in the next few hours and was fine. I toughed it out and tagged along to Dale's birthday dinner. I only had about half the food I usually order, but eating it slow, my tummy worked with it (thankfully!)
But yeah, today I accomplished the single most embarrassing thing I have ever done. I still feel horrible, but Tom was a good sport and helped me laugh it off. I truly have some great friends and I love them all dearly.