#mild reference to butt stuff

[arcanemoody]

So...

last day at the center ended up being 90 minutes long -- the early morning stomach troubles were not a fluke. More likely: a strain of sapovirus I picked up from one of the kids, resulting in a mild but really annoying form of gastroenteritis. I got a shared assistant to take over my shift, finished 25 cards and placed them in kids mailboxes, made it all the way out to the front parking lot before I threw up. Twice.

I've basically been convalescing on the sofa ever since. No fever, minimal nausea, haven't thrown up since that last time. But the random attacks from my upper and lower GI tract basically means I haven't been able to do anything I was planning to do for my first weekend of funemployment (LAM shift, shopping for new harnesses with Rocket at Men's Room, Saw 3D at the Music Box).

More evidence I made the right decision? Probably.

Rocket's been amazing while I've been basically a zombie.

Fun fact I considered placing under a cut (but fuck it): my back door is raw, particularly as we approach the end of Day 2. I started to tell Rocket to get the lube from our party bag, because that's what often helps when I'm irritated... when I realized we had Aquaphor on the bathroom counter. AKA the stuff I've been putting on kids' irritated bottoms for 18 months. Worked great.