6:09pm // 05/02/01
Well, guess who's sick. I am, I am. I have a bad stomach flu. It started around 8am yesterday morning, I couldn't hold down any food or drink. I thought I was hungover badly when I first woke up but I never get sick all day just from being hungover. At around 8pm last night I ended up going to the hospital and they catheterized me (Catheters are the fucking devil) so they could do an ultrasound to see if something weird was going on in there. They couldn't find anything so they still didn't want to pass it off as just a stomach flu because of how sick I was. So they did all these other torturous tests on me then they finally came to the conclusion that, hey! she has a stomach flu!

So, here I am, still sick but now as bad. I'm feeling a little bit better. I feel horrible because I haven't been able to hold Twyla for the past 2 days because I've been so weak that I'm scared I'll drop her. I'm just now getting better and I just now woke up and found out my mom took her for the day.

I met some really cool people. They're helping me take my mind off everything that is going on (ie: tawd). It's weird, I never meet anyone then in 1 day I meet a ton of people.

I guess there's nothing else to say.

-n0fx

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