Monday, July 09, 2007

One of Those Days

I am having "one of those days."

I don't know how a day gets to be "one of those days", but today just is. Well, this morning has been, at least. Hopefully from here on out it'll be normal.

Nothing bad happened yesterday. It was actually a really really good day. I had a wonderful afternoon and a great night. So I didn't go to bed upset or anything.

But I forgot to turn the snooze button on my alarm on, and I didn't really hear my alarm when it went off. That's why I use the snooze - it takes a couple alarms to go off for me to actually hear it sometimes. Thank goodness I woke up at 6:03 and wondered, "Did I just hear my alarm?" and so I checked my phone to make sure. Sure enough, the snooze symbol wasn't there, and so I knew it was time to wake up. At least I didn't wake up an hour late or anything (which could easily have happened since I only got about 6 hours of sleep).

I got ready for school. No problems there. I was out the door at 7:10, which I thought would leave me plenty of time to catch the bus (I thought it was supposed to come at 7:15). As I get to the halfway point between my apartment and the bus stop, I see the bus pull up next to the stop. It was way too far away for me to run and catch it, so I simply turned around and headed back into the apartment. Buses only run every 30 minutes, so I knew that I would probably be late for my 8 o' clock class if I took the one at 7:45.

Hmm. I couldn't take the car, because Carolyn needed it. I could walk. But I thought about passing through Scary Neighborhood and that seemed like a bad idea. I then remembered that my bike was on the back porch. Perfect.

I rode down Dexter Street and got very close to George Bush before my stomach started hurting. Actually, it had kind of been hurting all morning, and I shoved some cereal down my throat to try and make it feel better.

Bad idea. The bike thing just made it all worse.

I pulled over behind some trees and thought I was going to barf.



I walked my bike to George Bush and had to sit on the sidewalk before I crossed the street. I honestly thought that I might black out. I think people were looking at me weird. Finally I crossed the street, heading behind the Alumni Center and down Houston Street. By this time, I was really starting to feel nauseous. But I could see G. Rollie in the distance and knew that if I could just make it to the bathroom, I would be okay.

Half way down Houston street, right across from the parking lot next to Kyle Field, I started feeling really awful. There was no possible way that I could make it to the bathroom. I walked as fast as I could towards the next bench. If I was going to throw up, I would at least do it sitting on the bench with my back facing the millions of college students.

I couldn't get there fast enough.

I got sick.

In public.

In front of everyone.

It was so embarassing.

I hung my head on the handlebars of my bike for a few minutes, and then I sat down on the bench.

It wasn't over.

I threw up again,
all over my feet.

I was wearing flip-flops.

Then I had to walk my bike to the bike rack, lock it up, and go to the bathroom to clean myself up. The whole time I was walking in my own vomit.
I washed my feet, and this time I had a legitimate reason to. (Haha.)

I'm pretty sure I smelled awful all the way through my pilates class.

I don't think I've ever thrown up in public before. I can't believe my first time came when I was 21.

Remind me not to ride my bike to school if I am feeling even the slightest bit nauseous. :)

Anyways, I am feeling much better now (read that in a Sixth Sense voice). I haven't been sick since and my pilates class went fine, except for the part where my teacher pushed down on my ribcage really hard. I thought I might throw up on her hands, but it didn't happen, thank goodness.

I think the day will be beautiful from now on. I can feel it. :)



Ashley said...

OH NO! KATIE!! i'm so sorry you were sick! did anyone ask you if you were ok? if i had been there i would totally be there to hold back your hair and make sure you didn't throw up on your own feet! :) i'm glad you're feeling better though. get some good rest!

miss you!... like your food misses the inside of your tummy! ;) haha