Food poisoning sucks.

Especially when you get it on the last day of a convention. Luckily for me, I got it after the con was over, at the official “aftercon gettogether.” The cooks couldn’t prepare hamburgers right and a few hours later I woke up from my sleep with full shivers and a horrible ache in my stomach.

Turns out that I can’t belch while wearing my CPAP machine, and farting was…contraindicated at the time. Explosive diarrhea. So I spent the rest of the night going back and forth between my bed and the pot, whereupon the bathroom echoed my glad tidings of thunderous relief for everybody to hear.

Not the way I wanted to spend the last night of my convention. Especially when I had a five hour drive home in the morning. Thank God I managed to vacate everything before we left, and I didn’t have problems on the trip, but I’m still weak as a kitten right now. I slept most of the day off and on. And now I’m about to go back to bed again.

Food poisoning sucks.