Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Paradise Thy Name Is...

Zofran.

Seriously.

After throwing up so much the last couple days that I can't even count - I begged my doctor for something. Anything. Take out my stomach. I don't care. Help.

She gave me Zofran - and while I don't feel perfect - I haven't puked, and I can walk around! I ate something. I almost feel like a human again.

I could make out with my doctor. I love her. She always has the best drugs.

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