I woke up at 3am Wednesday morning with a sense of urgency. Walked to the bathroom. Was suddenly reminded of a page in Craig Thompson's Carnet de Voyage where, in order to portray his experience with travel diarrhea, he draws himself as a funny, crazed little monster sitting on a toilet who says, "It sounds like pee, even though it's coming from my BUTT!!" I realized: I was about to be that monster.
To make a disgusting story short and less disgusting, I stayed home yesterday and ate rice and chicken soup and bananas and bread and drank lots of water. I feel almost 100% now, but I am still a little shaky...and none of my pants fit because I've emptied my intestines of all bulk.
Too much information? I hope so!
1 comment:
ewwwwwwwww. . .girls don't poop!
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