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Friday, March 14, 2003

Damn, I'm sick.

Monday morning I woke up and my back hurt...I thought I would jump in the shower and hot water would help. Then I coughed. Oh, the pain! The cough made my back hurt so bad that my knees buckled and I fell to the floor on my hands and knees. Remember that I was still at my cousin's house and the dog and cat are staring at me. I look up at them, thinking, "Damn, this is weird. Max, go call my mom for me!" He just stared at me with his head cocked to the side, all worried-like. Dogs are so cute.

So I made it to the shower, finally, and halfway through had to get out my head felt funny. I got the phone, returned to the bathroom and dialed my mom at work. The phone was ringing and I started puking. The thought didn't really cross my mind that if, by chance, my mom had answered the phone I would not have been able to talk to her. Luckily she wasn't there. Then I stopped puking long enough to dial my home number. It rang once and I started puking again. Shit was still coming up (which I don't understand because there wasn't anything in my stomach to throw up-where did this come from???) and my mom answered.

All I could get out was, "Mom, I'm sick."
Her response, "Kristen? What kind of sick?"
My stomach responded to that question.
"Kristen, I am sending your father right now."

Man, do I love moms. How do they do it? Wipe snot, clean up vomit, counsel, nurture, love. Wow! Thanks, Momma, you are beautiful!

More on my sickness after I write a paper...

.: posted by Kristen 11:01 AM

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