I forgot to mention yesterday that I made myself sick on Sunday. I tend to be really lazy on Sundays. I woke up at around 11:30, browsed the internet/facebook on my phone for a bit, and then watched the Vikings game with the boyfriend. Mind you, I still had not gotten out of bed (finally crawled out at around 2:30). I finally decided to leave at half time, because I was starting to get a headache from laying around so much.
I was famished, so I decided to stop at DQ. Yeah. Good idea Heather. I ordered the 4 piece chicken strip basket with a cherry coke. Funny, they must have though that the 4 they gave me were too small, because there were 5 in my basket. I told myself I wouldn't eat the whole basket. Ha. Bah hahaha.
I ate the whole basket.
But that still wasn't enough. I felt so blah after eating that thing....I get the worst lethargic feeling in the world every time I eat a chicken strip basket. You'd think I would learn, but no....they are just too damn good.
So I continued to eat. Chips. Peanut butter. The shrimp alfredo I made for dinner (the boyfriend had to eat). I don't even remember all the food I ate because it was so mindless.
Needless to say, 10:30 rolled around, and I was in pain. My stomach hurt so bad. I wanted to force myself to throw up. It was terrible. I had diarrhea. I was awake, tossing and turning most of the night. Ugh.
That chicken strip basket was not worth it. I learned my lesson.
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