Claws Against Knives

Sunday turned out to be an interesting sort of a day. At least from the viewpoint of my stomach. Everything was going swimmingly for the start of the day. I was hungry, looking forward to breakfast at yum cha, fasting until that point. We got there and I was ready to start tearing into anything that came my way. So I did. We went to a restaurant I haven't been to before in Sunnybank. It was great. There was one dude there who had some pretty wild hair. I must be getting old, because I made the comment that it looked like he had stuck his finger in an electric socket, and that's the sort of thing that old men say. But it really did. For a guy who would normally have straight hair, it looked like he had spent quite a bit of time teasing it out. I didn't mind it.

But back to my stomach. I ate a bit of everything that was put in front of me. It was all terrific. Except for some pork ball type things. No-one else liked the look of them, so I ate 3, and things weren't the same for the rest of the day. I just couldn't quite get back to normal, and it was a little upsetting. After the meal was finished I wasn't game to put anything else solid into my mouth for the rest of the day, fearing that it would push me over the edge and cause everything to come back out again, which would not have been pleasant.

Actually, this could be a vomit themed post.

So the rest of the day was kind of uncomfortable, but at the same time very enjoyable in parts. I went down the coast, but didn't get to see the water which was a shame, but I did get to see Katie and Lenny's baby which was great. Her name is Ella, and she's a lovely little girl. They also have a one-eyed dog who looks like a pirate. His name is Oscar. He was cool too. He looked tough, even though he is a Maltese/Shih tzu.

After that I hang out at Ria's for a short period, and then I slept for 12 hours, making it Monday.

Monday was a busy day at the centre. Louise, the director, was away. She was looking for a dress to wear to a wedding. Apparently she found one, but it's black, and she's not sure if she can wear a black dress to a wedding. Apparently it would be more suitable for a funeral. I don't know too much about what you can and can not wear to weddings.

Apart from Louise being away, there was also quite a few children who were away, and some who should have been away, but were brought in anyway. One little girl spewed in the morning, and that wasn't too great. She felt a bit better after that though, until she spewed again. Another girl had to go home later in the day, she looked like she was going to spew.

In the afternoon I went out to the museum loans department. Sometimes I get really cool stuff from out there, like dinosaur bones and interesting cultural things. One time I even had a dead mongoose and cobra snake who were entangled in an eternal fight to the death. That was awesome. This time I felt kind of let down though. I was given a box of things that begin with the letter R. This included a toy rhino, a reptile (snake), a reptile (lizard), a raincoat, a red cup, a red hankerchief and a railway guide. It was lame.

I took Ria with me out to the museum. The loans department is located out at Hendra. Something else that's out that way is The Confectionery Warehouse. I bought a heap of sugary shit. Some of it I've never seen before. Like Skittles with gummi inside of them! It was awesome. Except I ate too much of it. And then I felt like chundering.

Today was another busy day at work. It was photo day. I think that the photos that were taken were very nice. I think that everyone smiled. Or tried too. Sometimes with these things you just have to make it as un-natural as is possible. Because no matter what you do, it's never going to look quite right.

Also, the little girl who spewed yesterday was back again today. And she spewed again. But I can forgive the parents for bringing her in, because her spew today wasn't caused by illness. What happened was she spewed in her sleep, then woken up, then told me about it. I had a bit of a look at it, and it wasn't the normal sort of technicolor yodel. It was way too red. Blood red. So she had spewed up blood, plus there wasn't a whole heap of food in there, it was more saliva/mucous type stuff. After she'd been sitting up and awake for a minute, a thin trickle of blood came out of her nose. Using my super sleuth skills I surmised that she had had a blood nose whilst being asleep, and it had run down her throat, instead of out of her nose. This had caused her to choke a little and then vomit up what was blocking her throat. Case solved. Cleaning it up was still pretty gross though.

So that's been my past couple of days. Lots of good times with vomit! And I'm looking forward to the Census tonight!