I was up all night AGAIN throwing up. From about 2am until 4am. And I almost passed out. It was so terrible. I don't know what it was that I ate, but I'm afraid to eat anything anymore. I'm only eating bread and soup for the next few days. I cannot afford to be sick all the time. And my host mom looked at me, not to mention talked to me, like I was crazy.
Dude, I'm sorry I'm American and I can't eat your food, drink your water, and threw up in the trash can because I couldn’t make it to the toilet. You’re damn lucky I didn’t throw up all over the floor. I could’ve easily not put any effort into my throwing up skills and done just that, but I decided to use the trash can, and then run for dear life when I felt it coming on again, clogging up the toilet in the process. I guess my vomit is some powerful stuff.
Then when I asked her if she had some crackers, she looked at me like I was crazy again. Dude, that's what we eat when we're sick. I can't eat a damn watermelon that you have sitting in the kitchen for me, nor can I drink the damn orange juice. Sorry, I just can't.
Today I went to the doctor. #1. I waited for 5 minutes. If I were in the U.S., I would still be sitting there. #2. I got some drugs for my nausea. #3. I have to take an "Examen de heces" tomorrow. Translation: A poop sample. This is to determine whether or not I have amoebas in my stomach. Translation #2: bugs. Fantastic.
Update on the poop sample soon.
Dude, I'm sorry I'm American and I can't eat your food, drink your water, and threw up in the trash can because I couldn’t make it to the toilet. You’re damn lucky I didn’t throw up all over the floor. I could’ve easily not put any effort into my throwing up skills and done just that, but I decided to use the trash can, and then run for dear life when I felt it coming on again, clogging up the toilet in the process. I guess my vomit is some powerful stuff.
Then when I asked her if she had some crackers, she looked at me like I was crazy again. Dude, that's what we eat when we're sick. I can't eat a damn watermelon that you have sitting in the kitchen for me, nor can I drink the damn orange juice. Sorry, I just can't.
Today I went to the doctor. #1. I waited for 5 minutes. If I were in the U.S., I would still be sitting there. #2. I got some drugs for my nausea. #3. I have to take an "Examen de heces" tomorrow. Translation: A poop sample. This is to determine whether or not I have amoebas in my stomach. Translation #2: bugs. Fantastic.
Update on the poop sample soon.
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