one little elephant balancing

So I woke up at 4am this morning with stomach pains and couldn't get back to sleep. At 6am my cat, Sampson, came yowling at the back door wanting to be let in. I get up to let him in, manage to call his name a few times before hurrying back into the house and for the toilet so I can empty the contents of my stomach.

Mum pokes her head down the hallway and asks if I'm okay. I explain my predicament, how I'd been dozing since 4am and was now vomiting everywhere and feeling generally shit. She tells me to go back to bed and cancel any clients I have today (whoot a whole one person misses out on training today). She leaves for work, I put on a DVD. Dad comes in before he leaves.

"Need anything?"
"Tissues. An ice cream bucket in case I feel sick again. The phone...and for you to lock the door because I think if I stand up i'm going to vomit again."

Later I get a call from him.
"Is your neck sore? Do you have a headache? Do you have a rash/spots on you?"
"Uh...no?"
"Oh. If you get any of those symptons let me know, ring me okay?"
"Dad, what the hell do you think I have?"
"I'm thinking Meningitis. Don't be scared or worried or anything though."
O.o;

Sure dad. I'll get right on that.

My aunt rings, she's been talking to my mum and she offers to bring me lemonade later after she's finished helping my cousin get her unregistered-for-six-months-but-still-has-been-driving-around-in-it-car. She rings a little later to let me know that my Pop's bringing the lemonade instead. I feel highly loved by all. He also comes past and drops off a load of chicken (yes the meat). By this time I can walk without feeling the need to vomit and feel much better. I come online and here I am.

My stomach still hurts but at least I don't feel so bloody SICK anymore. I hate throwing up. Eurgh.

So how was all of yours days?