Saturday February 6th, 2021
I have mentioned before that I am from SoCal originally. Californians are known to be pretentious. I mean, look at me with the
SoCal.
Anyhow, I am going to quote myself, please forgive me.
Saturday 3:00am
I awoke, not suddenly like one would from a bad dream but slowly with a feeling of dread, doom and pain, so much pain. My stomach! It was if there were something in there begging to get out. I tried to get up but it felt as if all my muscles had gelatinized. Keeping my eyes closed I pushed back the covers and willed myself to be strong.
You are an athlete. You can do this. Nothing lasts forever. Nothing lasts forever. Nothing lasts...
I felt my way to my bedroom door, opened it quietly so not to wake M asleep in the living room, made a sharp right and opened the bathroom door, shutting it behind me.
Nothing lasts forever. Then a left to open the door to the toilet. No time to clorox wipe anything. I fell to my knees, keeping my eyes closed and my face as far as I could I released the demons trying to escape my stomach. I sat on the floor gasping for breath.
Nothing lasts forever. Again and again I forcefully ejected the contents my stomach found objectionable. Eyes still closed I flushed it down then uprighted myself and stumbled to the sink. I was shaking as I washed and dried my hands.
I opened the bathroom door and there was M.
āDid I wake you?ā
āNo.ā
I retreated into my bedroom and my half of the bathroom, the half with the tub and the gorgeous sink and the stupid closet that should be a second toilet! I fumbled around for my toothbrush, put some toothpaste on it and brushed my teeth. It felt as if there were something lodged in my throat. Oh my throat, it burned. It felt like road rash with a chunk of asphalt still embedded in it.
With trepidation I took a small sip of water. Mistake. Bed. I needed to lie down. But the bed was so far away.
Nothing lasts forever. Nothing lasts forever.
Sleep was elusive and fitful. My body lay still but my mind raced.
What the heck is this? Did I drink too much? No, thatās not it. I felt fine before bed. FOOD POISONING! Who? What? Where? What time is it? RotR BG in a few hours. Nothing lasts forever. Sleep. Sleep damn it sleep.
Several times over the next couple hours in my semi sleep state I could hear M get up and make his way to the restroom. Just after 6:00am my stomach woke again, and was still angry albeit not as angry as before. M was in the bathroom and even if he wasnāt there was no way I was sticking my face near that bowl again.
Nothing lasts forever.
Willpower was the answer.
You will not throw up. I grabbed my phone and hustled into my half of the bathroom grabbing the brand new, never been used trash can and sat on the floor leaning against the tub. My body heaved a few times trying to dismiss every last poisonous crumb, but there was none remaining.
Shivering I checked the time. Boarding groups would be dropping in about 10 minutes. I had trained for this and even compromised I could do it. I restarted my phone and switched off wifi. Waiting for My Disney Experience to load I started to burn up. Sweat beaded up around my hairline, my heart thumped audibly, blood swished within my ears. I lay down on the cold tile floor nestling my cheek into the cool comfort.
Nothing lasts forever.
Time check: 6:58.
What happens if I get an early boarding group? Can I do this? I donāt want to disappoint M. What is worse? Sorry I didnāt get it or I got it but I canāt go?
7:00
With trembling hands I pushed the join now button then the next join button. I had trained for this. It circled, then it circled again I knew it was too late before the red screen appeared telling me the groups were full. Relief washed over me but it was quickly replaced by nausea. I sat on the floor leaning against the tub with the trash can between my legs.
I needed to tell M so he didnāt get up and start getting ready. But I could not stand. My muscles were too weak, my body shaking, switching between shivers and sweats. I crawled to the bedroom door and opened it from the floor. Exhausted I slumped over to regain my strength.
āM???ā, I called quietly, my throat burning with every syllable.
āI didnāt get the boarding group.ā
M walked over to where I was sprawled on the floor.
āYou okay?ā he asked.
āI think I have food poioning and I feel like sh..ā
āMe too,ā he responded, āI have been in the bathroom all night. But I feel a little better now. Can I get you anything?ā
I must have felt a little better too. I asked for a bag from our groceries so I could line the trash can in case I got sick again. I did not want to ruin a brand new trash can. Even ill I have priorities.
āLets sleep another hour and see how we feel. We donāt have a boarding group so we can head to Hollywood anytime we want.ā
Nothing lasts forever
It was not like the platter at Baseline thatās for sure. He kept asking me āwhatās this? Whatās this?ā It hould come with a roadmap! I told him, ādonāt worry what it is, try it, if you like it great! If not, move on.ā
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