For the last week, Ive been moaning about a constant dose of headaches, then over the weekend I started feeling queesy. Looking pale and queesy I railroaded through the show on Sunday night and more or less the minute I got home, it was pukeamania. It only stopped late last night and I feel like I've gone through a few rounds with Ricky Hatton, Mike Tyson and a mad, escaped donkey. I've never had any form of vomiting bug before, well not like the constant stream of a puke fest I experienced yesterday.
Either way, I'l be back on air tonight. As of now, Im around 16 hours puke free.