I think I'm dying...

but really... 

Yesterday I woke up nauseous and vomiting at one a.m.  

Soooooo early! 

My chest was on fire. BURRRNNN! It was miserable. So I went to the doctor.

Lots of awkward tests... and painful ones too!

 Plus lots of drugs, so nice.

Then the drugs wore off. I almost died... Instead I fell into a coma... on my bed.

Waking up this morning, I felt like I got hit by a truck.

Now that its almost 1pm, I'm still feeling like the truck is driving over me.

Ouch. 

I've decided that this couch is my new best friend. That and the garbage that so generously takes my regurgitation. So reliable. 

Hopefully this nasty-ish goes away. 

Fast.