My nose crud has done a Hitler and invaded the Poland of my moustache with snot dribble snagging together a clump of mo hair. When I next shower I will have detach my detachable shower head and send a power squirt at my afflicted philtrum.
Last night some food got stuck; twice. I spent an hour trying to retch the food free and ended up vomiting twice, including once outside. Right near in fact to where I hold my cat by her heaving flanks if I've heard her bringing up a hairball and then rushed her outside to hold her over the grass.
I spent a good twenty minutes of the retching attempt march-bouncing on along the lawn in the freezing night tunelessly head-chanting 'The Grand Old Duke of York' hoping the rhythmic motion would help. With not having much success I then crawled onto the mesh-walled trampoline and knee-bounced for a time. In the end I resorted to the fingering of the uvula to trigger a vomit reflex and gouted forth a torrent of mini-wheats, milk and fruits.
Ah, what a joy 'tis to be me.
But, as I told myself last night, thus I carry on.
Last night some food got stuck; twice. I spent an hour trying to retch the food free and ended up vomiting twice, including once outside. Right near in fact to where I hold my cat by her heaving flanks if I've heard her bringing up a hairball and then rushed her outside to hold her over the grass.
I spent a good twenty minutes of the retching attempt march-bouncing on along the lawn in the freezing night tunelessly head-chanting 'The Grand Old Duke of York' hoping the rhythmic motion would help. With not having much success I then crawled onto the mesh-walled trampoline and knee-bounced for a time. In the end I resorted to the fingering of the uvula to trigger a vomit reflex and gouted forth a torrent of mini-wheats, milk and fruits.
Ah, what a joy 'tis to be me.
But, as I told myself last night, thus I carry on.
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