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Spent most of the night in a stinking, cramping badly enough to be nauseated- ping pong ball dance from bed to bathroom and it may not be over. About 8 last night I'd told wifey that tomorrow was a cancel everything.


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The reason being: I spent from seven till maybe seven fortyfive yesterday  on the porcelain throne puking into our trash can. Said can mostly filled with non-flushable baby wipes. Having my ass replicating "The Exorcist" level puke scenes while my mouth sought equal billing would have been horror enough. It was amplified by the combined STENCHES. I have been Sharting so much that I may run out of depends. Burping up this sort of gassy evil adds to the nausea.

C Diff might be close in stank factor  to my current burps and  asspuke but these  technicolor yawns are going to live in my hall of ineradicable scented traumas. Acid stomach marinated in what may have been colonic reflux= literally puking shit.

I've apparently been er, blessed- by peristaltic dysfunctions that could be useful as a death worse than fate. LAST time I felt like this degree of being a steamrollered turd, it was traced to rotten Shrimp Subgum that had been left in the car/mistakenly put in fridge instead of trash. Over a midsummer weekend in a hot area.

Funny part was- it tasted FINE and i finished the whole box of it with maybe an hour's delay before going to gastrointestinal hades. And that was no picnic, it was maybe 1/4 as bad compared to this present hell.


Despite not knowing the cause of my current miseries- it's likely not going to kill me.

I'd finished typing the above at maybe noon. It's now almost 1.  For now- ginger ale and crackers is staying maybe down.  My explosive double ended misery was repeated countless times from last night  till maybe 7am- that was really 8 due to DST changes.  If I had maybe 3-4 hours of real sleep I'd be shocked. Sleep deprivation plus what may also have been some bad food seems complicated by an opportunistic flu-like bug. Or is it..the plague?

The feelings of my guts being used for balloon animal practices by many demented clown hands is still not dulled by any meds I've tried so far. Nor are the odd moments of feeling an urge to push as if I were about to birth an orange hot cannonball. Feeling also about to vomit everything I've ever eaten and shat over several lifetimes is going to leave deep memories of useful writing value.  There simply has to be a reason for  my body needing this all out of me.

I  am NOT a believer in Imodium and antiemetics  as our bodies are trying to get those toxins OUT.

Normally, I self-treat liquishits by either letting them run their needful course, or I detox with enemas- that also often accomplished by use of a shower  shot- google for it as an education . Today I felt literally too weak and drained to take the effort of an enema. Damn- that is sort of proof about how weak I am.  The only upsides to this are feeling that calling in sick was justified, and some wonderfully kinky medfet fantasies that have been brain dumped to my phone's voice notes for transcription.  And after the last few lines typing- one more round of spasms most unfun both ends. It's also made me fear a hemmy or several are emerging.

Even trying to masturbate as pain relief has failed me.

Somewhere, someone  who would find all this enjoyable may be feeling cheated that it's not happening to them?  I'm sipping Seagram's Ginger Ale hoping to stave off dehydration. Details further to come, hopefully not needing a medium to post them.  It has been rather trying for me to  edit typoes etc into semi coherence, but you hyenas may appreciate the effort of sharing.

Sadly I  cannot share pics or stenches.

So I have what the doctor thinks is a runaway bacterial bloom in my GI tract and I haven't been able to afford the prescribed antibiotics yet. One of the symptoms aside from the diarrhea and near constant gut-cramping gas is burps that sound like I've swallowed helium.

That's right. My burps get higher pitched.
They don't taste or smell like anything, thankfully. I just find it a mild amusement in an otherwise really unpleasant situation.

there is nothing like burping while your mouth is full of dick

so, I had pork chops with roasted potatoes for dinner tonight. I was very proud of myself for making such a tasty meal! I used a metric fuck-ton of rosemary on both the pork chops and the potatoes and it was amazing. like the fat fuck I am, I ate two helpings. :P

now, four hours later, I'm pretty belchy and my burps fill my mouth with the wonderful taste of rosemary! yay!!!


too bad i'm farting like none other too, and those smell like rotten eggs on a trip to Yellowstone. those of you who have been to Yellowstone know -exactly- what I mean, amirite?

Anyone else sick today?
Woke up with that all-too-familiar get your ass on a toilet now or you're gonna have to change your sheets feeling. nasty poos slid their way out of me, and I burped-- and I tasted a nasty taste that I will always remember, it's like I ate cheerios with pepsi instead of milk. o__O I had the same thing happen when I was sick a few years ago, it was so miserable, I really hope this isn't the beginnings of a bug like that.

That time a few years ago, I had liquishits for a whole week or more, and when it was finally, slowly becoming solid, my poop was an off-white color and smelled like pee kind of. in fact, it smells like the bathroom when my mom is done doing her business, and she had her gallbladder out years ago and I think my gallbladder must have quit on me for a while there.

Been having those nasty cheerio/pepsi sour stomach burps, diarrhea, cold chills and nausea all day and so has my poor dad. we went out for chinese yesterday and it was divine, but I guess that could be to blame for why we are feeling so awful. I have not thrown up yet today and I really, really, really hope i don't. that goes for any time, but thinking of what i've eaten recently-- mcdonalds in the early AM hours, some cup ramen and randomly ferrero rocher chocolate that my parents got for me on sale, that would really be a shame to be vomited up. P:

Anyway, anyone else feeling sick? XD sorry this post came out sounding so whiny... but I think maybe some tmiers who understand their bodies might be able to shed some light on the weird pepsi/cheerio taste or the white poo I had.

I've been drinking water as I was writing this and i'm actually feeling pretty okay. just one sour burp. no bathroom urges. woohoo!

Oh yeah! and my boyfriend had his very first tonsil stone the other night. :o i was like NOW YOU CAN UNDERSTAND HOW WEIRD THEY ARE OMG. XD

Sometimes I love when my boyfriend leaves for work so I can burp and fart and pick my nose as much as I want without worrying about being caught, especially right now because all that rich thanksgiving food is giving me EPIC butt trumpeting farts.

I also get the chance to go CRAZY on the ingrown hairs on my thighs, pop zits and pick fleas off the pets. [I'm almost sad our infestation is very nearly gone. they are so fun to murder]

I just burped and it smelled exactly like a moldy, nasty, used to wipe Satan's plates dishtowel left to fester in a moderately warm and damp kitchen for a day.

You know, that sort of icky smell.

Touche, late-night High Life. Touche.