so today has been rough. i don’t get sick often. i ESPECIALLY don’t throw up. haven’t done that in like 7 years and this morning at 3 am i puked. not fun. hour later it happened again and again so my mom was like yeah no school for you. i was so upset because my boyfriend and my friends and i had plans to do a movie night 😭 i’ve been home alone all day (my mom is missing work tomorrow for her birthday so she couldn’t miss today) and i’m fine with that but my brother walks in with something in his hand and says “i brought you a donut from seminary” 😻 we have the same seminary class because we’re close like that. he’s like how you feelin? what do you want to eat? and made me soup during his lunch period for meeeee 🤧😭 i hate being sick but i love having my family