12/17 Worst birthday ever

Up at midnight exactly because I received a little present called food poisoning. I was up ever half hour for the next 15 hours, not to mention that the one dude sharing our room as the loudest snorer ever. The noises he was making should have come out of an obese man. I was so exhausted I could hardly make it to the toilet. I was regretting the picante tacos we had the night before.

Andy was pretty sick but able to move a bit. He got up, walked down to the pharmacy, puked, and brought back antibiotics. All I had to do was keep them down for 20 min. You know how hard it is to keep those pills down when you can't even keep water down? Well they didn't stay down. I kept drinking water just so I had something to puke. Andy was really trying to help and got us a nice room for the evening. The only problem was we had to walk there. He had to carry my bag for me because I could harldly move. The sun beat down  on us and took every ounce of energy we had. As soon as we got into our room we both puked- in the same toilet- complete bonding experience.

The room was amazing but all I could do was puke and try to ignore the complete pain my whole body felt. Andy ordered some veggie soup and bread. The smell of anything was too much for me so after a couple bites of bread I was able to pass out around 7pm. I'm not sure how I'm going to make this 3am bus ride for 12+ hours. Oh god I want to die.