I woke up in so much pain and almost nostalgic for
migraine pain. At least I know how to deal with that. I think I
have food poisoning from the pizza yesterday. Except... Galahad
is fine. Our flight is in a few hours and I'm blind with stomach
cramps. He offered to cancel our trip if I want, but I know how much
he's been looking forward to seeing his friend. I figure I should be
better soon, and the pain will follow me wherever. I've been downing
glutamine & zinc just in case it's some kind of virus.
I started feeling
better after a hot shower, lots of glutamine, and an Aleve. Or maybe
it was my strong will telling myself I refuse to fuck up this trip for him.
:p Anyway, we caught the
plane (fortunately it was in the afternoon so I had ample time to feel
better).
We landed safely, and I was starving as usual. I guess I got better
although I have no idea what was wrong. Part of me was apprehensive
wondering if I should have canceled the trip. Maybe I was psychic?
Ha, turns out I'm not. :p
Good thing I didn't rely on that theory.
His friend picked us up, and we went to eat at the Bethlehem Diner just
outside of the airport. And that started the theme of our trip.
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