How cool is it that our bodies know exactly how--and when--to do this. Like yeah, of course food goes in, it's gravity! But for you to be able to stand fully upright and yak up whatever's wreaking havoc is impressive, and a feat of evolution. Sure, the flu f-ing sucks, and dry-heaving really sucks. But after a night of heavy drinking, how fantastic does it feel to rest your head on that nice, cool bowl and retch? There's also the kind of post-puke honeymoon: you've brushed your teeth, grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen and crawled back into bed, and you're absolutely ecstatic that it's all over.
1 comment:
You know, it's odd. I've puked very, very few times in my life, and never in my adult life. And for a long time I've been okay with that. But this, this makes me yearn for the taste of the ol' hydrochloric acid. If just for the immediate relief that follows. You forget that relief. Thanks for letting us remember the little things :)
Post a Comment