So... Yesterday was quite Interesting, the Party was fun but the after "taste" was not quite that fun.
A few weeks back one of my friends arranged a small get together, where we will be drinking wine and having fun. With a lot of bonding time that would follow.
Maybe we had a little bit too much fun... Haha well... Let me re-phrase that...
Maybe I had a little bit too much fun. Some may call it a double date, but that day was a day that i will not soon forget.
We started it of with innocent drinking but it quickly turned into the "Never have I ever" game. Which was real interesting. Believe me when i say we did not keep it PG at all. We played the game through an app that my fiancé downloaded when we where on vacation together. I was the one chosing the category of the game we would play.
I though it would be interesting in spicing the game up a little bit. Secrets were spilled and laugther was shared and some were shocked but still cept laughing it up.
Shooters were given out and we shared glasses of wine together and other alcohol aswel. My stomach was not my best friend that day at all. We talked and laughed some more and I really did enjoyed myself to bits. But like they say all things must come to an end, and my end was a terrible one indeed.
The plan was to drink a little and lan the rest of the night, we never really got to the laning. Instead people were running after me giving me cofee, water and toast to eat.
You see... My stomach had decided to betray me when I was having the most fun. If i should guess i had spend more than four hours in the bathroom, and were brought two cups of cofee and water as well not even finishing any one at all.
They forced me to eat toast with some kind of bread spread on. It really meant alot that they cared so much. I felt terrible for ruining the night, but I could hardly swallow the bread and only took one bite. I mostly went in and out of sleep in the bathroom with my fiance holding me in his arms looking after me, but getting annoyed at me for not wanting to go lay down.
But i knew if I did, i would get nauseous and run back anyways. It happened twice when i tried to sleep it of on the couch. After hours i managed to feel a little bit better and couldn't sleep at all. So i stayed up wacthing movie's with my fiance and now...
While typing this for you all, my stomach still weak and sore and followed with a little bit of nausea.
The ironic part of it all is that in one hour i will be attending another party... Unfortunately i am not allowed to skip this one. After all it is my mother in law's barbecue for her birthday. Haha
So lets put on a happy face and push through the pain... Wish me luck
Maybe we had a little bit too much fun... Haha well... Let me re-phrase that...
Maybe I had a little bit too much fun. Some may call it a double date, but that day was a day that i will not soon forget.
We started it of with innocent drinking but it quickly turned into the "Never have I ever" game. Which was real interesting. Believe me when i say we did not keep it PG at all. We played the game through an app that my fiancé downloaded when we where on vacation together. I was the one chosing the category of the game we would play.
I though it would be interesting in spicing the game up a little bit. Secrets were spilled and laugther was shared and some were shocked but still cept laughing it up.
Shooters were given out and we shared glasses of wine together and other alcohol aswel. My stomach was not my best friend that day at all. We talked and laughed some more and I really did enjoyed myself to bits. But like they say all things must come to an end, and my end was a terrible one indeed.
The plan was to drink a little and lan the rest of the night, we never really got to the laning. Instead people were running after me giving me cofee, water and toast to eat.
You see... My stomach had decided to betray me when I was having the most fun. If i should guess i had spend more than four hours in the bathroom, and were brought two cups of cofee and water as well not even finishing any one at all.
They forced me to eat toast with some kind of bread spread on. It really meant alot that they cared so much. I felt terrible for ruining the night, but I could hardly swallow the bread and only took one bite. I mostly went in and out of sleep in the bathroom with my fiance holding me in his arms looking after me, but getting annoyed at me for not wanting to go lay down.
But i knew if I did, i would get nauseous and run back anyways. It happened twice when i tried to sleep it of on the couch. After hours i managed to feel a little bit better and couldn't sleep at all. So i stayed up wacthing movie's with my fiance and now...
While typing this for you all, my stomach still weak and sore and followed with a little bit of nausea.
The ironic part of it all is that in one hour i will be attending another party... Unfortunately i am not allowed to skip this one. After all it is my mother in law's barbecue for her birthday. Haha
So lets put on a happy face and push through the pain... Wish me luck
