to throw up, or not to throw up ...
that's is the question!
Two years ago, we all went swimming in Rio Grande and I gulped down some water, as I always do. So did Kellan and Yaci.
An hour later, we were all in the back garden, throwing up, me laughing so hard I cried it was so ridiculous, Yaci in the doorway, laying down, moaning, wanting to emit the whatever it was we got, but not being able to, and Kellan and I throwing up nonstop.
Think it was 30x in an hour for me.
Then yaci says we have a going-away dinner for you at Ileanas.
I rallied. Can't believe I made it through the meal. Then went home and packed in the dark but did not do so great in the commute to the airport at 5 a.m.!
this time? i jumped from all the rock cliffs. Many times. I gulped a smaller amount of water.
I was fine!