The whole town's had this 48 hour vomiting/gastro thing going around and guess what? Last night it was my turn. Gary's up at Peak Hill so he missed all the fun. At five am I gave up on any niceties with toilet & bedside puke bowl and just sat in the bath with the shower going, making incoherent animal noises. At one point I think I threw up my actual stomach. It's eased up a bit now thank god but I'm staying in bed with electrolytes and chicken noodle soup for another day or two.
If anyone has any spare internal organs, send them up as I think I evacuated most of mine last night.
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