Scary, EVIL stomach yucky.

Dearest My Peeps,
So I'm not dead. I figure that you probably knew that much anyway. My poor stomach is having a field day lately though. I really don't know what I did to upset it either. I've not eaten anything out of the ordinary, I've not been doing anything all that different. I figure it must be some weird kind of stomach flu/bug or something.

Yesterday around 3 or 330 I went to the washroom. Everything seemed fine. Then 15 minutes later I went again. And promptly every 10 or 15 minutes after that for several hours. In that time frame I took 2 pepto pills everytime I went, so in under two hours I exceeded the safe dosage for two days and it DIDN'T HELP! SAVE US ALL! Well, save me anyway. So the lad who opened at work (9 am) told me that if I could get somebody to take their opening shift today, they'd stay till close for me. I was all like, "What!? Are you sure!??? I'll tough it out, it'll be okay.." But they insisted. They would have let me try to tough it out but they figured that maybe the employee working should be able to do stuff & not leave the other employee mostly alone all evening. So I called around and somebody else agreed to cover today's open shift & the other lad working last night agreed to cover tonight's close shift, since that's when the guy who was taking on the open was supposed to work.

So it worked out well. I came home, spent a good portion of my evening in the bathroom. Dad has a home remedy that's supposed to work after one cup. Take half of a package of jello, mix it in with half a cup of hot water (to dissolve the crystals) and half a cup of cold water (to be able to drink it without scalding yourself) and then drink the entire thing down without stopping until it's gone. Yeah. Well, at least jello tastes alright.

So I've had enough remedy that I should never have this issue again. Hopefully not this week anyway. I work everyday straight through Saturday. Then Saturday afternoon my childhood friend Candace is getting married. She'd beat me senseless if I missed her wedding. Honestly. Go figure. We've been friends since the age of 3. She turned 3 in March, we met in April, I turned 4 in May. All through childhood & high school we hung out. Our parents were friends too & that helped. Until the age of 11 or 12, we were mostly always together. One lady who moved to our church thought we were twins. We def. didn't look alike (I'm fair to the point of sickly sometimes & she's naturally tan) but twins don't always look alike. In fact, they don't usually look alike, according to statistics.

Anyhow, I'm headed out for now. Hopefully that evil stomach yucky will go away. I can't afford to be sick, in more ways than one. Honestly! Car everything renewal time is less than a month away. I need to be able to gey my insurance down payment... and my inspection... and my registration... and all that stuff that makes it legal to drive Pinky. And I definately need to be able to drive Pinky. I can't work otherwise, what with both parents working full time hours too. It just isn't doable for 3 people to work 30 to 40 hours a week with one car. Especially when one works 10 minutes in one direction, the second 15 mintues in another direction and the third 15 minutes beyond the 2nd.

So, to stop babbling needlessly and go properly have an msn conversation with my Pat, have a great day my peeps. Do be safe! Cheers!
Vicky Ellen
"Bolonga: the retarded cousin of steak."