Today I'm violently ill. Joy.

Ever since Sunday night, I've been kind of sick. Today it's really bad. I'm running to the bathroom every few minutes and the TP now feels like sandpaper to me. I'm sweating, shaking, and have severe abdominal pains. I'm pretty sure that I have some sort of food poisoning and the only place I can think of where I would have gotten it is at the Faire if the food I ate wasn't properly refridgerated.

Rob and I had planned on going out to Fondue tonight. Our coin piggy is full and we made reservations. Unfortunately, we're going to have to cancel. As it is, Fondue sometimes messes with my stomach. And since the turkey sandwich I had for lunch didn't agree with me, I'm thinking Fondue would be a bad idea. Besides, I'm in so much pain right now that I can barely walk. If I can't handle a sandwich for lunch, I'm thinking something like chicken broth or Jamba Juice might be a good idea for dinner. I should probably stay away from solid foods until I'm over this.

To give you an idea of the amount of pain I'm in, I passed out today (on the toilet no less) from the pain. I have a pretty high pain threshold (even getting tattoed didn't make me flinch) so that's saying something. I need to get better soon, because this is horrible.

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