I want to start by saying that birthdays are really important in Italy, like everyone remembers when yours is and they make a deal of wishing you a happy birthday. So the day before my birthday, I went for pizza with some girls from school. The pizzeria was really close to my house so I just walked. However, when I got there, I started to get a stomach ache. I thought, maybe I was just really hungry, so I ordered a pizza and we waited. Unfortunately, when we got our pizza's and started eating it only got worse. So after the others had finished, we all walked back to my house where my host mom gave me some medicine. We sat down and talked for a while and after about 20 minutes, I felt better. After, we decided to eat the cake my host mom had made for me. After another hour or so everyone left and I went to bed. The next morning, we all got in the car and headed to my second host families host in Enego to have lunch together. I actually changed houses on my birthday too. So, I felt fine all through lunch, but after everyone left, I started to get a stomach ache again. As the night went on it only got worse. Let's just say I spent a majority of my night on the bathroom floor with my head in the toilet. Definitely not one of my best birthdays. The next day wasn't much better either. We had to go back to the house in Bassano and I still felt nauseous. Basically, every 10 minutes on the drive back we had to stop so I could get out of the car and throw up. When we finally got home, I went straight to bed and slept until the next day. I was sick for the remainder of the vacation. After about a week I finally felt normal again. It's not fun being sick when you're 3,000 miles from home.
Me blowing out my 17 candles!
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