Posts tagged No I am not pregnant
I puked on the way to work today. Like, open the car door and just vomit on the street. Several times. I felt weird unexpectedly and had a few minutes warning and then barf. Drive. Barf. Drive. (Aaron was driving, I was just unceremoniously making him pull over so I could yak all over the street)
I got to work and felt weird, but not sick and so I just stayed at work. I didn’t feel great, but I also didn’t see how I could justify going home sick.
MY RULE HAS ALWAYS BEEN YOU THROW UP, YOU GET TO STAY HOME.
Who am I even?