Oh, oatmeal. I can always count on you!
I had a rather rough night. I woke up at 2:30 AM and spent the next two hours on the bathroom floor, puking my brains out. It was not pleasant. I haven’t done that in years (I have a steel stomach), but it must’ve been something at dinner because Katie’s man also got sick. No way to know if it was dinner or the cupcakes but I emailed both places and let them know.
The only thing I could stand to put in my belly this morning was oatmeal (well, and toast, but we didn’t have any):
A standard bowl:
- 1/2 cup oatmeal
- 1 banana
- 1/2 cup water
- 1/2 cup rice milk
- Chia seeds
- Toppings: almonds
I feel much better now. Guess I just had to get something out of me, and STAT!
Even as I write this post, I know people are going to ask me in the comments section if I puked because I’m pregnant! Short answer: No!
But I love how whenever a woman of child-bearing age is ill, the first question is, “Are you preggers?” When I had a cold last week (I had the sniffles), my mother-in-law called me at work and said, “I heard you’re sick. Could you be pregnant!?!” Haha… well, not unless babies grow in my sinuses.
When I was in college, I used to go to Student Health all the time (free medical care!) and no matter what I was coming in for, the first question was, “Do you need to take a pregnancy test?” Once I came in for a broken tailbone and they asked if I was pregnant.
Time to get my (non-pregnant) butt to work.