That was extremely unpleasant
Apr. 29th, 2010 09:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trixtahI've had a day of feeling somewhat "off", but put it down to having a few glasses of wine at a work celebration last night. However, as I was walking out the door to go home, I started feeling decidedly crook - everytime I moved, I felt exceedingly nauseated.
I had my car today - I don't normally drive - but perhaps it turned out for the best, in a bizarre way. I started driving, and started feeling really sick, particularly on accelerating and decelerating. Well, press on and get home as fast as possible. Unfortunately, as I got into the outside lane in fairly busy traffic, I went from feeling sick to actively sick. I couldn't pull over, given the traffic, but luckily I was wearing a light raincoat, so I didn't get it all over myself - just on one leg and the car seat. I did have tissues, but they didn't help much.
As soon as I could, I stopped, but as soon as I moved off again, the nausea came back. Basically, I was chucking up the entire way home. Just revolting. What is even more revolting is that I'm going to have to clean up my car sometime (I cleaned up the more gross evidence before I dashed inside, but I really think I'm just going to chuck (so to speak) the front seat cover). Good times.
Having sat rugged up at home for a few hours, I've not thrown up since, and I've had some soup and toast. I hope like fuck it doesn't happen again tomorrow. I was also feeling fairly angstful about having made a mess of my car, but on thinking of it, riding a jerky bus home would have been worse. Walking was out of the question.
The really irritating thing is that I was going out to dinner at the swanky Courgette restaurant this evening - we finished off a major project last week, and the project team were having an exclusive dinner celebration, and I was one of the select few invited (the general drinkies for everyone involved at all levels was last night). So, missing out on a free dinner there with fairly pleasant company (the project team are quite a nice bunch of people) really really sucks.
And while I'm grizzling, I've run out of soy milk. I really want nurturing cups of tea tonight, and I actively dislike normal black tea served without milk (teas like jasmine and green are of course fine without, but I don't actually call those nurturing). Fuckity fuck.
I had my car today - I don't normally drive - but perhaps it turned out for the best, in a bizarre way. I started driving, and started feeling really sick, particularly on accelerating and decelerating. Well, press on and get home as fast as possible. Unfortunately, as I got into the outside lane in fairly busy traffic, I went from feeling sick to actively sick. I couldn't pull over, given the traffic, but luckily I was wearing a light raincoat, so I didn't get it all over myself - just on one leg and the car seat. I did have tissues, but they didn't help much.
As soon as I could, I stopped, but as soon as I moved off again, the nausea came back. Basically, I was chucking up the entire way home. Just revolting. What is even more revolting is that I'm going to have to clean up my car sometime (I cleaned up the more gross evidence before I dashed inside, but I really think I'm just going to chuck (so to speak) the front seat cover). Good times.
Having sat rugged up at home for a few hours, I've not thrown up since, and I've had some soup and toast. I hope like fuck it doesn't happen again tomorrow. I was also feeling fairly angstful about having made a mess of my car, but on thinking of it, riding a jerky bus home would have been worse. Walking was out of the question.
The really irritating thing is that I was going out to dinner at the swanky Courgette restaurant this evening - we finished off a major project last week, and the project team were having an exclusive dinner celebration, and I was one of the select few invited (the general drinkies for everyone involved at all levels was last night). So, missing out on a free dinner there with fairly pleasant company (the project team are quite a nice bunch of people) really really sucks.
And while I'm grizzling, I've run out of soy milk. I really want nurturing cups of tea tonight, and I actively dislike normal black tea served without milk (teas like jasmine and green are of course fine without, but I don't actually call those nurturing). Fuckity fuck.
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Date: 2010-04-29 03:48 pm (UTC)You have my full sympathies!
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Date: 2010-04-30 12:58 am (UTC)