  Okay, so apparently. What I did to myself on Friday is called a Colon Blow. I ate a lot of fiber with psyllium. I pooped all afternoon, and I'd drank so much water that it came out like a faucet. I stayed home from Jitterbugs Night Out that night, and also tried to fix my problem with some Pepto, to no avail. I felt better by Saturday when we had our meeting in the morning were I ate a low carb bagel and then our class in the afternoon and Troy and Merinda's party after that where I ate a hamburger and a few sausages with no bread and a strawberry margarita.
On Sunday we started Lindy in the park, then went to Nathan's birthday party where I had some beef briscut and a deviled egg, and then went to the festival at church where I ate an Italian sausage and peppers with no bun and a few bites of a turkey leg that I couldn't finish, and a bottle of DOC's hard lemonade.
We then went to el Augila on 18th & Vinton with Rose Ann and her friends and Lindsay and I split a 64 oz Margarita on the rocks, and after that was gone, had a second one. It was so much fluid, it made my stomach hurt to stretch that big. We went to see They Might Be Giants whom I've never seen in concert before even though I've been a fan for over 10 years. We got to the show and shortly thereafter I headed to the restroom, I sat on the pot for a while, letting out a small amount of poo, and then as I wiped and arose realized that I needed to vomit. I threw up four times, and I wasn't on my knees. I got puke all over the place, most landed in the toilet though. After that I wiped off the toilet seat and sat down again for some more liquid pooping, and then resolved that I wasn't going to have any more progress in there so I might as well go see the show.
I had the worst stomach ache of my life and as the cramps increased in severity, I realized it was gas. It was the worst gas cramps ever as the air moved its way from my upper stomach to my lower stomach. So we left. We'd paid nearly $50 for our tickets and we just left. They Might Be Giants were playing and we left. We drove home and it felt so good to lay down, have some pepto and some water and the farts moved so much more easily, and they were big and loud and surprisingly not stinky.
We fell asleep watching "All About Eve. " When I woke up this morning, my stomach was all but settled. I decided not to go to work today, because I really don't feel better, and because I have plenty to get done here. If I can finish up the Jamborama flyer and get it to print, then I'll feel really good about today's progress. 
