Umm, yeah, so it's 3:00 pm and to confirm, this morning was ugly.
I thought I was fine at 4:00 am when I toddled downstairs to get some water. I didn't have a headache, but I think it was because I was still drunk.
I thought I was fine when I woke up at 7:00, so I had some more water and then went back to sleep until 9:00. Got up, saw how lovely the day was and read my Freakonomics book in the backyard with some tea and toast.
Thought I was fine.
I was wrong...all that accumulated liquid decided to leave my body, via the way it came in. Explosively. Repeatedly. It's astounding how quickly nausea can take over your body. It's like a ninja attack. You are defenseless.
And then it's over, just like that. Some Ramen noodles and I'm right as rain. This not the first time I have been named Queen of the Puke and Rally. And it will certainly not be the last, even though I never want to drink again.