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.
I spent Monday and Tuesday feeling quite ill and dehydrated.
On the plus side, throwing up gave me the title for the song I was working on: Purge.