Today, I am a stomach ache. Stomach aches usually come and go, sometimes because your constipated, cramping, not eating well, but what I had on monday was most likely food poisoning. Monday morning i barfed and barfed and barfed a total of 3 times and it was no fun. My voice was shaking, I felt like I was going to throw up all my internal organs... it was horrible. But after throwing up, I felt like I had the energy to go to work and do my stuff, but after sitting on my bed for a few minutes, I realized that it was impossible to actually work for 8 hours (7 plus a lunch) and drive there and back. I stayed at home, curled up into a tiny little ball and slept with my stomach screaming at me, and my head pounding on me, like they were having an argument about what I ate and why my brain made me eat it.
What did I eat that made me get food poisoning? No idea. I ate at home. My family ate everything I had, my boyfriend came over and ate everything I did too. Everyone else (thankfully) is healthy, just I got infected with some nasty Salmonella or similar microbe that just loves to make you barf randomly after eating yummy delicious food.
But the best part of being sick is the love and care you get. Having my parents check up on me every now and then (although I did at the moment, preferred peace and quiet): bringing me warm water when the cup beside my bed was icy cold; cooking me (nasty) congee so that I will get better; calling every now and then (which can get irritating) just to make sure I'm not having a fever or anything.
Then there's the boyfriend. I wont say the 'perfect' boyfriend would you do, but I believe that 'anyones' boyfriend should watch over their girlfriend when their sick, and thats what mine did. He came over and just sat by me as I slept, kept me warm by making sure a blanket was around me. As corny as it is, giving me a peck on the forehead just to make it 'feel' better. Getting me my water when I want it. Everything just made me feel better, even if my stomach was hating me and my brain was stressing over what my stomach was babbling about.
Today I am a stomach ache, and as bad as stomach aches can be, there's always a good side to it. Even if you dont think there is, someone is always caring about you and wishing you to feel better.
TeaC101
