Barf.
I have the worst luck. We're really excited to go to LA tonight. Scott is excited, it's a great gift, we're going to have fun.
Except.
I have food poisoning. I have been up all night with it. I have tons of sympathy for pregnant ladies, because all smells are making me nauseous. Tea? Check. Toast? Yup. Air from outside? Of course. Cat poop? Oh GAWD, don't get me started.
We are getting on a plane in 5 hours. Here's hoping I make a faaaast rebound, or this trip is going to be really interesting.
Except.
I have food poisoning. I have been up all night with it. I have tons of sympathy for pregnant ladies, because all smells are making me nauseous. Tea? Check. Toast? Yup. Air from outside? Of course. Cat poop? Oh GAWD, don't get me started.
We are getting on a plane in 5 hours. Here's hoping I make a faaaast rebound, or this trip is going to be really interesting.
1 Comments:
Um, yeah. I'm a little too close to my recent flying-with-nausea experience, I really don't want to imagine what you're about to go through. Good luck with that.
Seriously, I hope you feel better. And if all else fails, remember: screw the "fasten seat belt" light. Just threaten to barf on the flight attendant if she stops you.
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