Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Just a Little Less Awful

Throwing up makes me sick. And I have to do it alone. A-L-O-N-E. All that tender nonsense about a guy holding your hair while you're sick. Uh, no. If I'm gonna kneel in front of a toilet, it's gonna be by myself.


Except, turns out that kneeling in front of a toilet is optional. Not to get all graphic or anything, but who needs that? Crouched in the bathroom floor, water splashing around and all. No thanks.

Spent most of Sunday night vomiting into the kitchen sink. Big target. Easy cleanup. Accessible from a standing position. Still hate to throw up, but moving the party makes it just a little less awful.

Decided that's my goal for odious things from now on: find one way to make them a little less awful. Feels like progress.


ps--feeling much better today, thank you.

6 comments:

mamatulip said...

Oh, honey. I was doing the same thing on Sunday. I'm so glad you're feeling better.

Doubting Thomas said...

Dreadful way to spend Mother's Day. Glad you're feeling better, my friend.

Carrie Wilson Link said...

Oh, you poor thing! Love how you found the silver lining in this, though, but still, ewwww! Again, you poor thing!

Amber said...

Babe, I am totally a sink puker. Ever since I was pregnant, and tossed cookies every two minutes, it was just easier for me to run for the sink.

I hope you feel better!

:)

kario said...

Not only that, but the sink doesn't smell like old urine. No matter how clean you are, a toilet still smells like a toilet...

Deb said...

I love how you manage to turn even the ickiest of events into life lessons. Less awful seems doable in almost every situation. So glad you're better.