If you have not had the Stomach Bug of 2010, count yourself lucky. What can I compare it to?
Getting your toenails plucked out one by one with a searing hot pair of pliers?
Feeling like you are the sole survivor of a tragic farming accident involving you and one of those big tractor thingies?
Experiencing stomach cramps that can only be compared to the contractions you might have delivering quintuplets naturally?
Having a debilitating wave of nausea overcome you with just the glimmer of a thought of maybe viewing a piece of fried chicken?
Fighting back the urge to smack your husband when he finally arrives home from work, runs out to get you a new 2 gallon bottle of Sprite, and then questions..."Why did you not drink this?"
Yes, all of the above and then some.
I have survived the stomach bug...it kicked my hiney...but I am still alive. Barely.
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