this must be what pain feels like

well, i did get a relatively peaceful night's rest after my last post. at least that.

*WARNING: GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION AHEAD*

i woke up yesterday morning peeing from my butt, and it hasn't stopped yet. i didn't feel too bad at first, but i got pushed into dropping gd off at the gym and by the time i got home i was *sick*. as in, i literally thought i might die on the bowl. i spent the day and night either in bed feeling sorry for myself or on the toilet fighting to maintain consciousness.

i woke up this morning feeling better, but the diarrhoea hasn't let up. i've at least managed to eat a bit, but i'm still sore and uncomfortable and have had to be in bed or on the can for most of the day.

fortunately when gd left me alone with mr smear for a couple of hours i was able to engage with him a bit, and his enthusiasm for the books i brought out was really gratifying and him playing with his spiderman figurines is always a treat.

i love how he knows all the names (except dr octopus, who he just calls "bad guy"), calls spiderman 2099 by his full title every time and has decided that venom's a good guy because he once said he was sorry.

when gd returned we watched a couple more episodes of hunter x hunter before bedtime.