Tuesday, December 6

love puke

Can't eat, can't sleep...that's usually the symptoms when I'm lovesick. Or, as a number of concerned friends have suggested, signs that I'm pregnant, especially since I'm nauseous half the time. Both possiblities are as remote as the immaculate conception, I say.

The truth is a lot more prosaic. It's the increased meds dosage wreaking havoc.

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