Well. This is supposed to be a post about the Renaissance Festival, since I did go today. But I’m not going to do it.
First of all, the visit was rather crummy. The weather was crummy and the company wasn’t who I’d hoped for (with the exception of Texas, I did want her there),
And I feel awful today. I’m not sure exactly what’s wrong. It feels like I’ve been beaten up both on the outside and on the inside, especially my stomach and chest area. I just took my blood pressure and it’s sky high, of course.
If this tells you anything- I managed a single pickle at the Ren Fest. That’s how sick I feel. I love pickles. I am known in my family and circle of friends for finishing a huge wholesale sized jar in a single day.
Every time I go to Ren Fest I eat a minimum of three pickles.
I hate that I could only handle one. And my stomach is pretty angry for that one too. I wanted to get an apple dumpling, but definitely couldn’t manage that. I spent most of my money on soft drinks to try and settle my tummy (Coke helps my nausea).
Then Texas made dinner for a group of us this evening and it tasted weird. I would say it was the lack of mustard (my favorite condiment), but I had a glass of water here at home to take some pills and it tasted weird. And then the cigarette I had tasted weird (please don’t lecture me on the whole smoking and high BP thing. My BP is high even when I don’t smoke).
I think it’s me.
And I ended up throwing up the dinner right before I went home anyway. My stomach is very upset. I hate it.
So I suppose this is me saying I have to take a hiatus. Hopefully. Maybe this 30 Day Challenge was a terrible idea. I should just quit.
I really don’t want to go back to the hospital…