let me feed you until you're so terribly backed up your belly is as hard as a rock. you would be so full of food and shit you can hardly stand up. I just remove your clothes and rub your tummy to help you go on the bed
I would 110% let that happen, imagine just being so uncomfortable all I can do is moan as you rub my stuffed and solid belly
1) Covered 2 shifts from coworkers, one more scheduled to be taken over next week.
2) Transit was screwy this week due to power-grid stuff and failing traffic lights…resulting in skipped buses or delays up the wazoo. Getting anywhere took an extra hour or 2 waiting for buses, or trying to plan an alternate route when the bus you're waiting for is trapped in an area of the city with faulty traffic lights…and no authorities to direct traffic at 11PM at night. I have friends in different areas of the city that are willing to let me crash on their couch, but the closest one was supposed to be a 20 min commute from work. Thanks to SNAFU, that 20 min commute turned into 90 minutes, and a prayer…and me showing up on their doorstep at ass-o-clock at night. Bless that friend for letting me in anyway and giving me a place to crash.
3) Friend was struggling with their mental health this week, and the fridge full of raw ingredients to be prepped was too much to handle for them alone, so I stepped in to do prep. Washing, peeling, chopping, slicing, etc. The next day. It cut into my homework-time, which I skived off of what remained of my sleep-time…but 100% would do again if it meant reducing the load for this friend.
4) Damaged/injured my feet/legs somehow. Lots of walking on uneven terrain 'cuz campus is built on hills and some areas of the city that I frequent aren't priority for road or walkway maintenance…cracked and shifting sidewalk and all that is the norm. That and over-use 'cuz the 2 extra shifts meant being on my feet for an extra 6 hours each day…so…my legs are sore and one of those ankles won't support weight.
5) Had 5 assignments all due this week for classes. We're talkin' research papers; an instructor that hates reading/grading papers and insists that we show our understanding with infographics instead of papers; field-work having to do people-watching, collecting demographic data, and stuff to make generalizations and such--social-science stuff, generating our own data and observations; finding time to watch a 2 hour documentary on our own time and producing a paper about the documentary; calling and scheduling an interview with an industry professional and writing up a report on the interview I had to conduct with them about working in the field…following it up with a personal reflections paper.
6) Signed up to be a mentor to people in the earlier years of my current academic program. Essentially, it looks good on a resume, and it allows me to network with the mentor people and the people in a different year than me in the program. If nobody in that year chooses to seek out mentorship, then it's no skin off my nose…but I still get to add a line to my resume whether they take me up on it or not. And multiple people reached out this week, so I made time for them on top of everything else.
7) Fell asleep in a morning class today, in part due to covering so many extra shifts this week and having 3 nights in a row where I got 2 hours, or less, of sleep. So I spent my lunch break cramming on the material I missed instead of eating.
Got home, face-planted into my bed, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks.
I think I felt everything a stomach could feel all at once. Not cycling through--but like, all of it was in there, all at once.
I felt hungry. My stomach was definitely mad about the lack of lunch. Essentially, I'd eaten once around 7AM, and it was 5PM when I crashed…without having eaten anything between then.
Intestines were ridiculously upset and kind of bloated--both gas and liquid. Gas was also in my stomach-organ, amplifying the hunger and making my gut feel achingly over-inflated too. Liquid was gurgling around, making sick noises throughout my digestive tract. Honestly, felt like my guts were playing pass, back and forth…with burning acidic sludge sloshing around from stomach to colon.
I was queasy and nauseous, and desperately wanted to vomit, but every time I tried it was just the most pitifully tiny puffs of air…and nothing else. Couldn't even bring myself to fill my guts with something to try throwing it up then because it was like my throat refused to swallow anything because I felt so sick and bloated-up. Stomach felt full-up and was refusing to have anything more in it…even though what was in there was literally just hot air. So…felt 'sick' too…sick, gross, bloated, and hungry.
Navel was still sore from everything done to it last week.
There was this generic ache sitting in my gut too, slightly above the level of my navel. It was a secondary ache on top of the sore, bruised feeling still radiating from my navel from messing with it too much last week. Basically, just my guts deciding "I'm feeling everything so I'm just gonna sit here and ache!" and the ache didn't feel like one or another thing…just like a mess of all the things a stomach could possibly feel. I guess I now know how a junk drawer feels--full of absolutely everything that refuses to be neatly sorted out.
Oooh…please…send rubs? Send something. I'm scared. It's like my stomach's trying to implode and wreck itself. Wanna shove sadistic belly play into my inbox? I'd love that too. Just…ooh…stomach is literally feeling all the things a stomach could possibly feel…and it's happening all at once.
My stomach is so upset and loud rn. Rock solid and just generally full and sick feeling. Wish someone was here to rub it, to listen to it and feel it sloshing and rumbling. And maybe to lay all their weight on it whilst fucking me. That would be good.
It's 2am, I've just been jolted awake with the most intense nausea and indigestion. Was so close to spewing over my bed. The immediate eems to have calmed down now I'm fully awake and have taken some gaviscon, but fuck me that was a rude awakening. My belly is still super bloated and sore though, I can't keep my hands off of it, it hurts too much.
At least now i can listen to my belly gurgling and squelching until I fall asleep. If I can fall asleep that is!
