human bits

Rachel had a birthday during the week and wanted to have a friends-only party on Friday night. That meant would we mind moving out for the night and could she have a few friends over to stay the night. We trust her so we agreed, but I warned her we might gate-crash the party at some point during the evening. It was a costume party so Jo and I figured we might as well crash the party in costume, even if it was only for a few minutes. Rachel had told us she had an ‘Egyptian costume’ lined up, so after a bit of thought and some suggestions from friends, the choice of our costumes was obvious. Jo would be the step-mummy and I would be the daddy-mummy.

So we made our appearance, had our 5 minutes of fun, grabbed our tooth brushes and were on our way again. All the way driving there and back I was hoping desperately that we didn’t get stopped for random breath testing – it might have been hard to explain.

Later that night we went to an excellent gig with a friend, heard some great music from a few local bands., and stayed overnight at the friend’s house. About 4:30AM I woke up with one of the worst headaches I have had in years, and no pain killers in the house. I spent the next few hours hurrying from the bed to the toilet to be violently ill. From both ends of my body. Before long there was no toilet paper left. I was wishing we had used toilet paper for our mummy wrappings instead of cloth strips because then at least we would have had left-overs.

Actually no I wasn’t – I was too sick to think anything much at all except “It’s only pain. It will pass.” And it did eventually of course, and later it left me feeling a bit like I was back from the dead. It made me think how much we take pain relief for granted, when for many its not easily available when they need it. It also made me think that its good to be reminded of our mortality from time to time. We too easily forget what is real and get wrapped up in ourselves.