Self-inflicted Illness is a Wonderful thing

On Sunday I ate late and poorly.

I had two thirds of a loaf of bread and a lot of cream cheese. I have no excuse for this.

A bit later on in the day I had two lemon & ginger teas. I started to get some slight stomach pains but was alright for the most part.

Eventually I had to start going to the bathroom a bit. I assumed it was because of the bread.

Throughout the day I had been working on music. After I finished recording bass, things got worse.

Whilst playing, I felt the bass vibrate against my body more than usual. I’m assuming my stomach was a bit sensitive at this stage as I wasn’t playing loudly.

Once the bass was done, I’d finished the instrumentals for the song I was working on, so I got Ewe and Si to come around to give me their opinion.

They enjoyed it.

Ewe left after the song. Si stayed for two more.

I ran for the bathroom as I had to go again.

I was sitting on the toilet when I suddenly felt something coming.

I went for the large sink in the bathroom (we have two) and started throwing up.

It was early on but I decided to go to bed and sleep.

I threw up three more times before sleep was had.

Whilst this was happening, I started feeling down. I realised just how much I missed my ex. She would’ve been there keeping me relaxed and making sure I was okay.

Oh well.

I spent Monday and Tuesday feeling quite ill and dehydrated.

What fun!

On the plus side, throwing up gave me the title for the song I was working on: Purge.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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