I think I need to go to the hospital.
All my symptoms are food poisoning.
There's nothing left in me to vomit, but my stomach still wants to tun tself inside out/
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I think I need to go to the hospital.
All my symptoms are food poisoning.
There's nothing left in me to vomit, but my stomach still wants to tun tself inside out/
Oh ugh, Allyson. I really hope it passes quickly.
Oh, Allyson. What a horrible thing for Christmas Eve.
Allyson, I hope you're ok. Call in. Go to ER.
Poor Allyson!
oh, Allyson, that sucks. Hope they give you magic feel better meds at the ER. Or at least gingerale. Or maybe you'll run into ita there!
I am mostly recovered from last night's migraine, and my sister, BIL, and I are all ensconced on the couch, each with a laptop and wifi. Wheee! Family togetherness at its best. Later we will go to my parents', and experience family togetherness at its worst.
Allyson--my mom and several folks I know have had this and it may not be food poisioning, it may be a particualrly nasty virus that's going around. It's easily treatable, but the sooner the better. Go to the ER!
Another hour before I can leave work, and all the Internets have dried up.
I'm sorry, Tom. (Both that the internets are done, and that you're at work. Both kinda suck)
I made a delicious breakfasty meal, but my brother in law distrusted me in the kitchen the whole time. I know I look and sound much like my sister, but dude, I do manage to feed myself without chopping off fingers, usually. She, OTOH, has never lived on her own (went to college, then moved in with him).
It involved little chopped up fingerling potatoes, onions, red peppers, some random greens, cheese, and eggs. Mmmm.
Now he's making brownies. Mmmmmmmmm.
Later we have to go over to my parents' house. Boo. But there will be presents, yay!
Allyson, please check in and let us know how you are when you're able. We worry.