Another thing

Sunday, October 15, 2023

If it’s not one thing, it’s another.

I was supposed to get a tattoo today. It was originally going to be an addition to my back piece, but considering the crap I’ve been living in lately, I haven’t exactly had the time, nor been in the headspace to draw it. Then, I decided that I was, instead, going to get a memorial tattoo for Montana. That didn’t happen either.

Why didn’t I get a tattoo today? Well, because I spent the morning in Urgent Care with bronchitis. Yeah. Because, of course I did. Then, I went to Walgreens to pick up my antibiotics, and they told me it would be another 30 minutes. Instead of going home, just to turn around, I went and picked up a coffee and breakfast sandwich from Starbucks. That was a mistake.

Amanda was nice enough to take the kiddo to softball practice today. It was even more helpful because the girls had team bonding after. With the bronchitis, and still in mourning, I wasn’t up for driving and spending time amongst other humans. Oh, and then I got food poisoning. Thank you Starbucks.

Right as Amanda was dropping the kiddo off, I started to not feel so well. I’ve never had a reaction to Amoxacilin, so I didn’t think it was that. My stomach started to hurt. I started to get cold sweats. Then the nausea hit. For the next hour, I proceeded to expel the entirety of the contents of my stomach. I felt like I was dying.

When will it end?