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Today was a sick and icky day. I woke up at 4 this morning with the worst heart burn of my life. I had trouble breathing it was so bad. I found some Tums, but no sooner did I take them, then I threw up. Oddly enough that relieved the worst of the heart burn. Any other day, I would've called in sick to work, but since it's the day after a holiday, I had to go in or lose my holiday pay. So I drag myself into work and there's four nurses on my floor, which makes me happy because we only have 26 patients and we're overstaffed, so that means that one of us will probably have to go home. So I ended up leaving at 10:45 and I get to keep my holiday pay. Things have pretty much settled stomach-wise. I have a feeling if I ate something with more substance than the ramen noodles I've been eating all day, I might feel better, but I'm afraid I won't.
But let me just say, that when you wake up at four in the morning, puke your guts out and crawl back into bed shivering and generally feeling like shit, there are few things on this Earth more comforting than your cat curling up next to you and purring loudly.
But let me just say, that when you wake up at four in the morning, puke your guts out and crawl back into bed shivering and generally feeling like shit, there are few things on this Earth more comforting than your cat curling up next to you and purring loudly.
