I'm exhausted. I spent all last night getting up at least once an hour and heaving the contents of my guts up. When that was all gone I was onto the dry heaves. And then the other end started (if'n you know what I mean) and I'm thankful that the bathroom is small enough for me to sit on the pan with my head over the basin. Even so I kept turning round, anxiously, depending on which end was sounding the alarm.
Yeuch.
Just wanted to share
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