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the war for middle stomach.


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It was terrible. I got attacked. And yes, and it was really painful. I sat motionless, hoping the pain would fade, but for hours, the pain remained. I couldnt sleep, couldnt lie down straight on the bed. It was aweful. Mr. Gas Tric decided to give it a go yesteday nite. My body is abit different somehow, it doesnt react to the advances of Mr.Gas Tric if I hadnt eat, but suprisingly more often than not, only take its advantage when i'm over stuffed any evening.

If only I had eaten less. If only I could resist the food steaming in the boat. Having steamboat for dinner had proved disasterous this time. I felt a little ache after dinner and had a sense that he was comin for me, and he did. Mr.Gas Tric had planned of a joyous time bitting chunks off my stomach. And so he did. During the middle of the nite, he came. It was as though he was piecing my stomach with a sharp knife over and over again. It was excruciating. I was up the whole nite tryin to get into a position that wouldnt hurt so bad. But it didnt really help. I was goin crazy.

By 6 in the morning, i decided the battle must be over soon. I decided it was time, the right time to unleash a battle back for my insides. I headed straight to the kitchen, and pulled out a round shaped pill. It was the antidote, the only way I knew to battle Mr.Gas Tric. As I gulped down some water, and swallowed that pill, the war for middle stomach begin. i had declared war on Mr. Gas Tric and his troops. My eyes were weary, I had a long day coming, and without my essential rest, I would also lose my other fights. I knew it was time to rest and let the antidote take effect.

As i lay back to a position that hurt least, i prayed that my troops would destroy my vowed enemy. I fell into a deep sleep afterwards, and later waking up to know that my troops had already won the battle. I was pleased. I vow this day, I should consume less, and reduce any advances Mr.Gas Tric might have in the future. Till then, the war for middle stomach has ended. The victory was ours. And till that war emerges again, I stay ready with my pill by my bed.

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