33 hits from Poland this week.
3 times vomit yesterday.
Workplace in pain, the Lightbox bathroom has never experienced such carnage. Retreated home with my supervisors approval. Held it in on the streetcar, I will not puke on a streetcar. Home to continue barfing to water and expelling gas. Curtains blowing in the ice wind. Exorcism. Michelle asked me if there was anything I need I should have said call a priest. Food poisoning or gastric virus take two I do not know, but 24 hours later I am fine. Body aches from horking my guts out, dry head from dehydration, but overall I'm eighthundredmillion times better.