Dafoe Library: Retched Blessing
I had a fairly productive study session yesterday in Dafoe Library, the largest library on the University of Manitoba campus. I typed up three sets of textbook notes complimenting three lecture units, approximately 4 hours of work. It was for my human geography course and the subject matter was invigorating: a bonus. There's nothing better than finishing work worth doing, I say.
As you may have read in posts previous, I have been feeling ill for the past week and a half. I began to feel a reprieve from the flu on Monday and thought that the worst of it was behind me. Lately, in my world, everything I thought was true has instead been re-labled "work in progress." The really important questions of life have been dogging me, and I need time to figure them out.
A quick taste, a preview if you will, of what I'm talking about: It became quickly apparent that I was wrong about overcoming my illness when I began vomiting, without expectation, on the second floor of Dafoe. I had coughed and tasted bile in the back of my throat, and with a precious three seconds before eruption had managed to perch over a tiny garbage pail. I remained in this state for five minutes, fielding looks from concerned (read "horrified) fellow peers who were probably not expecting this, either. No one tried to help me, much to my then thankfulness and now dismay. Thanks a lot, no-hearts!
After the 'event' I noticed a large pile of clean Starbucks napkins just sitting on an empty table one meter from where I blew it.
Seriously now. If you have to throw up unexpectedly in public, it can't get any better than having a garbage can at your feet and a pile of napkins just sitting there waiting for some night janitor to come throw them out.
And to add even more blessing to injury: After I managed to clean myself up sufficiently I called my friend, Milena, to tell her what happened. If anyone would understand, it would be her. She just happened to be on campus and wanted to see me to give me a hug. I freshened up in my dorm and we talked about the really important questions of life for two hours.
All things considered equal, this was one of the most retched blessings I have ever had.
6 comments:
First of all eewww GRRROSS!
Sorry but I am one of those reciprocal chuckers who vomits at the sight or smell of vomit. I would have been pushing your head out of the way if I had been there. ((GAG))
Secondly, hopefully you have now expectorated the evil spirits and the Exorcists will be recalled.
Thirdly, ain't it grand to have REAL friends. Priceless. Who else would be empathetic in that sitch.
Most bystanders would have been wishing that you had never been born..
or at the very least studied at U of W.
Hope you feel better today.
i would call you lucky, but puking isn't too lucky!
at least you were able to hide it.
get better!
AHahahahahahahaha!!!! That's beautiful. I have my own puking in public story that matches your own, if not surpasses it...
I hope you're feeling better now.
Ewwwww. I totally agree. Throwing up is so awful! Bummer no one asked you if you were ok. But still it is a hard thing to help someone when they are throwing up. There really isn't much you can do besides going to get them napkins ....
Take care of you.
If I were near, I'd probably would've asked you if you were alright and passed you a wet-nap or something. anyway, hope you're feeling better now.
@ Donn: It's so true. Friends are worth their weight in gold.
@ Jay Cam: If you call 'hiding it' puking in front of 50 people, than yes, I hid it.
@ Bri: I hope to one day hear it :)
@ T: Yes, and I already had napkins. I was embarrassed enough, the last thing I wanted was empirical evidence that people KNEW I was puking.
@ Sheryl: I like clockwise back rubs.
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