Goodmorning tummy
One of the worst things in the world is waking up and wishing you never had. This morning i was rudely awakened by a growl in my stomach and then an immediate urge to vomit. Since then, i have spent the rest of this completely beautiful sunday either near the toilet puking or laying on the floor half asleep, and half in too much pain to sleep. Now i dont have a problem with being sick every now and then and i am pretty decent at handling emense pain, but that wasnt the worst part at all. It was knowing that out there were a thousand things i could be doing incouding dancing, eating, shopping, being with my freidns, going to the beach, spending the night with 2 very important people to me, or just even sitting up so i could do comething productive. But no, none of those i could do. I just had to sit by my window and watch seconds, minutes, hours, days pass and not be able to do anything about it. By discovering this horrible feeling i have changed my position on physician assisted suicide. Attention to all who matter: if i am ever to become a vegetable and survive in that state for more than a week, please do not attempt to keep me alive. i would much rather be kicking it with God than live life like i did today. Sick until later,...