one wonders, what could be worse than barfing? well, i think M and I have figured out what's worse...barfing together.
after a week of not being able to stomach anything more than dry toast and popcorn (what a combo), yesterday I had a breakthrough beginning with a breakfast of pancakes. i ate two whole pancakes! yesssss. the day went on...i couldn't eat anything else, but chips and queso from chili's sounded pretty good. mike was starving and wanted chili's too- and so did dev and kim.
we got to chili's...and mike already was feeling a little sick. i was sorely disappointed to find out that the queso i had been craving had beef in it. for some reason i haven't been able to eat meat (surprise surprise) so i had to settle on another option.... and mike went for the burger.
well, the burger apparently was the worst option for M. right after he finished it, he said "i don't feel too good." a few short hours later, i had fallen asleep and M ran out of the bed for the bathroom....i went to the kitchen to get him a glass of water...i brought it in to him and then, it happened. united we barfed.
it was an interesting, new experience for the two of us. one i hope never happens again, but a memory i'll remember forever.