My boyfriend & I went out to supper a couple of weeks ago! Every one of us went to a brand new restaurant that had undoubtedly wonderful reviews, i was particularly surprised by the food.
It wasn’t really good, my boyfriend told myself and others that the locale was a 4-star restaurant, but it seemed more love a more than one-star dive, as soon as every one of us finished eating, I felt our stomach beginning to crumble.
I have felt love that in the past & it is usually a sign of food poisoning, then on the way lake home from the restaurant, I threw up three times. Every one of us had to pull over on the interstate so I didn’t vomit all over the inside of the car. I was supposed to labor the next day at the marijuana dispensary. I called our boss & I told the guy that I was not feeling really well, but he told myself and others that I had to come to work. I mustered up enough energy to take a shower & I drove to the dispensary. I barely made it to the parking lot before I was sick again. I called our boss & I told the guy that I wasn’t going to come into the building. He still didn’t assume that I was sick, so I told the guy that I was in the parking lot. He unquestionably walked all the way to the other side of the shopping complex to check on our status, but when he saw the pale look on our face, he apologized for not believing myself and others & even provided to drive myself and others home.