I was feeling kind of seasick
|The nausea is not psychosomatic; it has been getting gradually worse all week. I guess it must be the Ibuprofen eating away my insides again so I have tried to cut down and made a doctor's appointment. At least this time I have a good idea what's going on; last time this happened, it coincided with menstrual mayhem and I thought I might be pregnant.|
The nausea rendered me incapable of picking up the slug I found in the kitchen last night. I hoped it was dead and, since I thought I would throw up if I touched it, I decided to leave it and deal with it in the morning. This morning it was gone. I feel extremely pathetic about this; that and the spider.
In other news, I was looking for a document of novel notes this morning and having forgotten its title I searched my computer for Word documents containing the word stomach - thinking that there would only be one; I can't think of stomachs coming up in very much of anything I have written. There are 43 Word documents on my computer containing the word stomach. 43. This fact also made me want to throw up.
I have written way too many words and they're almost all complete and utter nonsense. I think my laptop's recent problems may be due to the machine spontaneously evolving some sort of digital version of consciousness, developing aesthetic taste and then deciding its life wasn't worth living.
Blackcurrant-liquorices. That is the most effective treatment for nausea I have come up with. The doctor will give me pills that do the job properly, but if anyone has any tips to survive until then, would be most appreciated.
Labels: General Nonsense