I spewed bile-blood pretty much all over my brother
I'd just had a double whammy tonsils and adenoids removal, still slightly drowsy though I'd been out of surgery for a while by this point, also not feeling at my best. Strangely.

Someone thought it would be a great idea, just the ticket! to bring my brother to visit his little sister whilst her defences were less than 100% and his mischievous gland was not only still intact, but very much working on overtime.

After generally pissing around trying to annoy me, getting the whole ward to come to my room with crash carts because he wouldn't listen to me that the socket on the wall wasn't for his headphones (emergency call, should have been given away by the much better fitting plug hanging by a cord off it) and my mum having to sheepishly apologise to the fed up, disgruntled staff team who knew there was no heart attack or similar going on in this room but had to all abandon their post/jobs and turn up anyway because it was policy...he decided to sit down and eat some of the chocolate they'd bought for me. I did mention my little sister defences were currently operating below their usual levels, didn't I? well where usually I would have known better than to show him such a weakness to take advantage of, this day it never occured to me and I mentioned how the smell was making me feel nauseous. I swear I saw the glee light up his nano-seconds before bored eyes and he began wafting his sickly, melting chocolate bar under my nose, jabbing at me mercilessly. Oh. So. Funny.

I tried warning him, but he didn't hear over his laughter, as the nausea became a very real need to hurl I weakly tried to push him away to no avail...and then I was sick, and it was deep red, virtually black. He looked like something out of a slasher movie as he stepped back, too late, horror dawning in his eyes.

"You should have told me you really felt sick!"

I just reached for another of those strange cardboard kidney bowls and continued puking miserably. Horrified myself. No-one had warned me I would be literally puking my guts out!

They went home soon after that, my brother strangely subdued. I wasn't even allowed icecream the next day, just dry toast and cornflakes!

I was promised icecream :(
( Jessie © needs pirate name suggestions, Thu 14 Aug 2008, 12:12, Reply)