Oh F#$%, someone hold my hair!

Now if my hair was long enough, this would be an appropriate thing to ask...

If someone was daring enough to get close when I was blowing chunks yesterday.

I got up with a hell of a nasty headache...

Rather, it felt like I had an entire cotton plantation shoved in the sinus cavities of my forehead.

Getting up, I took my normal handful of morning pills, and some stuff to help with my sinus pain.

When I woke backup, Ellie had gotten home from shopping... not that I knew she'd been out anywhere.

She said something about Little Miss throwing up, and at that point, I got up and went to the bathroom.

After 1-2 seconds, I lost the entire contents of my stomach...

and the heaves seemed to demand more!

I hate the dry heaves, actually, I hate puking at all.

Although, whenever my stomach is feeling really shitty, I'd rather heave then wait for it to make itself all the way through the digestive track.

Now, if everyone in the house had been sick, it might've been pretty damn funny!

 Like that stupid Family Guy show where they do about 2 minutes of animated puking over a contest to see who can make it the longest after downing a bottle of ipecac syrup! (Pretty damn funny bit.... Thanks to my coworker Steve for sharing that with me.)

I'm still not feeling 100%, so I'm going to stop here, and get some ice water to sip on, and hope that I don't blow again today...