last night, i woke up and barfed at 3am. then at 6. then at 7:30. then at 9.
then later, i felt okay enough to eat some lunch and drink some gatorade.
then i threw that up at 1.
i told mom that i feel like i "swallowed an airplane." she laughed, because i am funny. not because i am sick.
update: i managed to eat and retain a small amount of dinner. so far.
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