It started out all well and good. First, we went to Middle Ages Brewery in Syracuse for a (free!) beer tasting.
Naturally, we walked out of there with a big ol' bag of goodies. Yay birthdays!
Then we went to none other than Dinosaur BBQ. I've said it before, I'll say it again, obsessed.
So much deliciousness. I may have eaten everything on my plate.
So after having a foodgasm at Dinosaur, we went back to Scot's friend Adam's place (where we were staying), only to find some tasty looking birthday cupcakes awaiting!
How cute is Louka the pup?!
And then.. well then I woke up and didn't feel so good. I thought I probably just ate too much (and too much heavy food, at that) and just needed to let my stomach settle with some rest and peppermint tea. But it never got better; about 5 hours later, my stomach went from being nauseous to crampy, and the cramps got so bad that I could hardly sit up. Adam's mom happens to be a nurse, so Scot called her over to the house to do an impromptu check. Her conclusion was that I either had a kidney stone, UTI, or kidney infection. Super cool.
So we went to the ER. At 11pm on my birthday. Fortunately, Adam's mom has connections at the hospital, so we didn't have to wait too long. I'll spare you the details, but the big conclusion was that it was stress induced pain. Which makes sense with all that has been going on lately; I'm glad nothing was actually wrong, but then again, it's annoying, you know? Not to mention the fact that I felt terrible for having Scot and his friend's mom stay at the hospital with me until 4am.
Dearest 26th year of my life: please don't suck as much as you started.
On the bright side, I felt 100% back to normal the next day, just in time for the pig roast!
Anyone else ever have an "adventure" of sorts on your bday?
