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God's a man, right? Well methinks he was angered by the before mentioned ball-busting and laughing because last night Puddin was very ill.
Lots of vomit, crapping water and stabbing pains in the stomach.
Inspite of the ball-busting I was there to clear up vomit, hold her hair back and have my hand squeezed when the pains really set in.
14 hours, one visit from paramedics, (yes it was that bad), 15 vomits, 1 pretty noisey dump and one change of bedding later she is feeling a little better. I'm knackered having spent the night sitting up making sure she wouldn't swallow her own tongue or something and I've had to phone work to say I wont be there for my first day.
I've seen people ill before throwing-up wise at my old work, but she'd had no alcohol, taken nothing and eaten the same stuff as me.
Please feel free to post you sympathies here and post fruit, (not cubist wrapped up in a basket), to the adress provided on the other side of this post.
So in conclusion.
She = ill
Me = the best that will now be loved by her mother for ever
God = funny...look out Sleepy, you laughed too!
Lots of vomit, crapping water and stabbing pains in the stomach.
Inspite of the ball-busting I was there to clear up vomit, hold her hair back and have my hand squeezed when the pains really set in.
14 hours, one visit from paramedics, (yes it was that bad), 15 vomits, 1 pretty noisey dump and one change of bedding later she is feeling a little better. I'm knackered having spent the night sitting up making sure she wouldn't swallow her own tongue or something and I've had to phone work to say I wont be there for my first day.
I've seen people ill before throwing-up wise at my old work, but she'd had no alcohol, taken nothing and eaten the same stuff as me.
Please feel free to post you sympathies here and post fruit, (not cubist wrapped up in a basket), to the adress provided on the other side of this post.
So in conclusion.
She = ill
Me = the best that will now be loved by her mother for ever
God = funny...look out Sleepy, you laughed too!
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It was just a bug, The paramedics said i could go with them and they might be able to give me something. But i stayed in bed and slept it off. And he bought me some flowers..bless him :o)
English_Bloke wrote:
> Some crazy stuff about puddin being ill
>
> So in conclusion.
> She = ill
> Me = the best that will now be loved by her mother for ever
> God = funny...look out Sleepy, you laughed too!
What was it? Did the paramedic say?
Good work on the looking after of her EB.
> Some crazy stuff about puddin being ill
>
> So in conclusion.
> She = ill
> Me = the best that will now be loved by her mother for ever
> God = funny...look out Sleepy, you laughed too!
What was it? Did the paramedic say?
Good work on the looking after of her EB.
Unfortunatly, no i'm not pregnant :oP
SHEEPY wrote:
> It's a stupid chivalry thing
Or bulimia.
> It's a stupid chivalry thing
Or bulimia.
Pfff, when i had food poisoning i had vomitting and diarrhea most of the time for 3 days straight. I just got on with it though.
It's a stupid chivalry thing, women love it.
Yum
Yum
She should have held her own hair up, you don't need hands to be sick.
She's obviously pregnant then.
God has HER revenge! ;D
God has HER revenge! ;D
I asked and she didn't object
*Checks she's still breathing*
Hmm...maybe that's why...
*Checks she's still breathing*
Hmm...maybe that's why...
I'm sure she'll love you posting this.
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