Danny ChaiDang I am so sick right now. I was seriously hating life today. I seriously came to a point where I was sitting in bed and I seriously thought, God, I’m ready to go now because I just can’t take this pain anymore. I know I’m a wuss but that’s how I felt. Anyway, I’ve been feeling quite ill and having repeated and incessant diarrhea for most of the day. And it’s so watery it’s amazing. I seriously think it’s thinner than my urine. Tense.
At any rate, I’m unsure how I got sick. I thought it might be food poisoning, though. Because last night I went to Late Night (side note: today is the first day I did not go to Late Night since it’s been open.) and got an ice cream sandwich. I mean, I’m lactose intolerant to begin with, but I thought I’d take the risk. Bad idea. As I was eating it, I thought it didn’t taste very good. I looked at the box and the copyright date said 1996. Yikes. I don’t know if that’s just the box or what, but it did not make me feel good.
So later I went to Sweet Hall, and I felt the beginning pangs of my lactose intolerance. I always know when my diarrhea is lactose based because it just feels different. But usually my strategy is to try and get to bed, because if I can manage to fall asleep before going, it’s usually not as severe the next day.
So I get up and I feel like the worst stomach pain I’ve felt in a while. I thought it was just because I did not get enough sleep, but I think that’s not it. So I go to 9 lecture, but rush home and try and sleep. I do, but when I get up, I’m not feeling too much better, so I don’t think it’s because I’m tired that my stomach hurts. So I go diarrhea, badly, but it doesn’t really make me feel much better. So I go back to sleep, and get up in time for this CS meeting I have.
I go to the meeting and I must have looked terrible. I just got up, and I’m bundled up in a shirt, Flannel shirt, and corduroy jacket, inside, and still shivering. I felt bad. I came back and tried to eat,