I actually wanted to post a few pictures of Vomit-On-The-Golden-Screen moments, but I think that the link below basically captured everything I wanted to post. Don't click on this if you don't have a barf bag on you.
The whole of yesterday was spent alternatively barfing, zombie-ing around, and sleeping. I think I got poisoned by my food.
It was kinda funny, looking back at it, especially the 'Pharmacist Episode'. It was like this:
My mother decides to get me something from the Watsons, The Curve, and we find the Pharmacist there. So I explained to him what I was going through and he asks me, "So, you suspect food poisoning?" I was stumped. I was thinking: "Look here, doc. Do I look like a doctor to you? I thought you were the medical man!!!" Of course I didn't say that out loud, but I just gave a garbled answer that could have sounded like "Mrphhh". Having said that, I didn't mean to sound like a nauseated cat. But I think the guy must've got my meaning.
So, he prescribes me some pills. And lo, and behold, the poor guy couldn't make it any easier on me. He says: "Uh...this can cause drowsiness...BECAUSE IT AFFECTS THE CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM."
Why does it have to sound like I'm about to get my frontal lobe shaved off? Hmmm...
Even the G.P.s don't tell you that: "Oh, sir, this pills affect your central nervous system..."
What was this guy thinking...???
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