mizry of buddy don: day two

yesterdy i had to take zomig to keep from spendin the day vomitin. once i had squirted that nasal spray up my nose, i begun to git dazed till purty soon bout all i could do wuz sleep.

miz bd has been a'studyin alternativ healin, so she putt up her reiki table n tole me to lie down on it, witch i dun it n zoned out cumpletely till she woke me up to say twuz dun.

(i should menchun here how miz bd has dun gut certified in sum thangs n gut her a job wurkin with her mentor n doon thai yoga massage, reiki n aroma therapy.)

innywho, mayhap the reiki hepped, but i caint say since i slept rite thru it. then i went to bed n slept most of the day.

i call that sleep the black hole of zomig, a day cumpletely lost with nuthin to show fer it, not even much of a memry.

the secunt day after usin zomig the mane thang i feel is a hollow dazed sensayshun whar i caint hardly thank.

wurser, i have that feelin that if only i wood let myself upchuck, i wood feel better. i know frum past eggzperients that aint so, but the temptayshun is awful. i keep gittin hickups n a mouth full of saliva, witch tiz my bidy gittin reddy to reverse its ownself n send thangs back up out of my mouth whar they orta be a'goin in.

that probly means i need to take a nuther zomig n give up a nuther day of life to avoid the hours of suffrin that cums with waitin too long.

but that aint whut i wonta do. i wonta go to wurk n git into the swang of thangs till i caint notiss whuther i am sick. if only my bidy wuz subjeck to my will power to a grater degree than tiz.

im dun alreddy up n dressd, but my mind is a dazed blank.

thays more toot than that. i had me a good chinese medicin practishuner, but he went on sabbaticull. i called the folks he referrd me to, but they aint calld me back. i reckun i am a'gone half to try em agin. maybe them erbs wuz wurkin, witch i aint had nun fer nigh onto three weeks now.

tiz downrite deepressin.