On Tuesday at about 8pm i started feeling bad. An hour later my managers sent me home from work because they all agreed i looked sick. On the drive home i had to stop to throw up. Eight hours later i had thrown up five more times, not to mention other problems of the digestive system.
I pride myself on having a strong stomach. i once ate a pizza and a half pound of french fries then before going on the three biggest roller-coasters in Busch Gardens Williamsburg.
How the mighty have fallen. The way i felt can best be described by the words of a song we sang in Lit Choir during Lent, adapted from psalm 102. I am "like a pelican in the wilderness. Like a bird alone on the roof."