Blech

I feel yucky today. I feel like I ate a stale cheesy poof and the same reaction is happening to me that happened to the brave, kind Mabel last night after Homer tainted her.

Barfing is not fun. I have no idea why this is happening but I feel craporiffic.

No Responses to “Blech”

  1. Scout says:

    I’m sorry.
    Let me know if there’s anything I can do.
    Craporiffic, huh? Chalk up another new word to the ‘Coma Lingo. It sounds much better than just plain old crappy.

  2. AT says:

    Sucks

  3. newscoma says:

    Yup.

  4. grandefllle says:

    See if somebody will run get you some ginger ale, hon, and ice it down and sip on that. Or a green-bottle or fountain Coke. (Not canned, diet or plastic-bottled. It’s still patent medicine, doncha know.)

    Sending comforting hugs on a (what sounds like literally) craptastic day. Go home and snuggle with Mabel if necessary.

  5. newscoma says:

    Oh, I’m not leaving the house, Grandfille. Unfortunately every dog is on the couch.
    And I took the teevee out of the bedroom years ago.
    Regreting that decision today.
    A Fountain Coke sounds really good right now.

  6. Kathy T. says:

    I like ginger ale or sprite. Soothes the savage beast. Get well soon.

  7. CeeElCee says:

    Crackers. Nibbled slowly. While watching an old movie.

    Works for me.