Braiiiiiiins

So, I'm sick. Not the fun "in the head" type (though there's that also, usually). More the feeling like crap and staying within running distance of a toilet kind. I've been spitting up for about 9 hours now, with one round of some really gross vomiting that I really don't feel the need to get into here.

I was going to go to an urgent care center. First thought was, "I don't want to drive myself", so I drove to my parents house. They proceeded to throw pepto bismol, crackers and ginger ale at me. After I laid down for a minute, I texted Kristin and told her what I was doing. She long distance smacked me upside the head (which I needed) and convinced me to go anyway.

The look on my mother's face when I had the audacity to go against what they thought was the best? Ugh. Of course,I didn't make it to the center since Kristin had talked to her father, who (probably rightfully) diagnosed it as food poisoning. Luckily, I was right by the grocery store as I got the text, so grabbed some meds and here I am. Now to try to feel better enough to drive 4 hours tomorrow.