Saturday, October 12, 2013 10:41 PM
Well, you came back from Mexico and you were getting Montezuma's Revenge. (That's what they call it.. or Traveler's Belly.)
When you were telling me that you were getting sick I was literally about to grab the car and drive up there and just be there to help you get better. But my mom kind of sensed it and told me I would get really ill if I did.
See, If I were your girlfriend, I kind of have permission to do these things. Like how your brother's girlfriend went over and helped him when he had that sickness. I would just lay with you, rub your back, make you soup and just help you.
And you know what's crazy? I have a huge phobia of vomit. I have no idea why, it's just how I am. But I would positively be there holding a bucket or just rubbing your back when it happens. It's crazy, but I 100% would. I would get dizzy and possibly faint but I would go through that for you. You bet I would.
You think I'm just being dramatic, nope. I mean every single word in this depressing blog.
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