being on the verge of sickness I of course, told Vlad. Then, Vlad being the good boyfriend he is said that he would get me waterrr and souuuppp and anything I wanted if he were here. (awwww)
and I said, "Can I have tomato soup!?"
Vlad: "Of course! Anything you want!"
Then...my memory kicked in.
Back through the murkyness of memory, I recalled one of the few times I was dreadfully sick. This was a sudden illness and came on in about ...ohhhh...an hour.
Daddy and mommy tucked me in on the couch because they were watching t.v. and I didnt' want to be away from them (yes, I was in highschool and admitted this to them). Mommy placed a wet cloth on my forehead and then they asked if I wanted any chicken noodle soup or chicken broth. I then told them that what I really wanted was...yes...you guess it...tomato soup.
Daddy made me it by slaving over a hot stove. I ate it all!!! It was delicious and nice and warm and completely comforting. I then proceeded to throw it up all over my blanket.
I went to take a shower after that and I felt perfect after the shower!!!!
...Dad then ended up washing my blanket in the laundry, oh...and him and mom cleaned the puke that missed the blanket.
Oh parents, how I love you.
The things you miss in college...