I hate being sick.
And by sick, I mean really, really, really sick.
Haven't felt that bad since the time when I was little and had my appendix out. Stupid stoic me didn't go to the doctor yesterday when whatever it was that this malaise is hit, just went home and rested. Oh, and threw up too.
Delightful!
Honestly, I don't know how bulemics do it. It's gross enough when you're sick and kind of have to, but to actually voluntarily go the technicolour yawn? Blech! And to think of what long-term bulemia does to your teeth, too.
Got doctors appointments and whatnot tomorrow. Always something to look forward to. Especially if I have to ask them to run some tests on various things my Mum's specialists are insisting I get tested for.
Regardless, I'm thinking of starting an ayurvedic detox. Have some ayurvedic detox tea somewhere, which tastes like how I imagine licking armpits would taste, but is probably a sign that it's awfully healthy for you.
5 comments:
its always those horrible things that are supposed to be good for you. But what about your mental health? eating something that makes your mental self run and hide can't be all that helpful! (thats what i say, anyway)th
Hmm, good point! And why does it have to be that the yummy stuff is seven kinds of evil that goes right to your hips?
Although that said, lots of fruit and vege is yummy. Especially raspberries!
mmmmm...raspberries
I have some for lunch - yay! It was about the only thing I wanted to eat (looked in fridge, thought food is a challenge, but raspberries are good...). Ah, the joys of being random illness moments.
Post a Comment