This is the one where I don’t feel well.

Posted February 1st, 2009 by Mike Lawson

I’ve been battling something all week.  My BGL has been over 200 almost every time I’ve tested.  My bones ache.  My stomach won’t stop moving.  The flu?  Perhaps.

I’m supposed to be working on something right now, but I can’t concentrate.  So I decided to throw up this blog post instead.  Here’s a list of the top-five times I’ve been sick.

1. OREOS ON THE WALL – When I was 16, I ate a Oreo Cookie milkshake, and went home and straight to bed.  A couple of hours later I woke up, sat up and threw up–all down the wall next to my bed.  The gross part (and I guess this is typical for a 16-year-old boy), was that I let the vomit on the wall sit there for years, and there was an Oreo-colored vomit stain on the wall.  We eventually painted over the vomit when I was 18.
2. DRUNK IN FRONT OF MOM – My  cousin was married in 2003 in Northern California, and I met my mom at the wedding.  That night I drank…not too much, but enough to have a hangover the next morning.  My mom wasn’t aware that I had drank so much, and she decided to go on a scenic drive on the windy mountain roads surrounding our hotel.  We had to pull over so I could puke.
3. BUBBLY VOMIT – When I was 12ish, my best friend Arty moved to Riverside (about 30/45 minutes away from my home in Anaheim).  Arty’s mom came and picked me up for a weekend once, and I got sick that first night.  I told Arty’s mom that my mother always gave me 7-up when I was sick, so she bought me an unlimited supply.  I didn’t eat anything…I just drank 7-up.  So when I puked that 2nd morning, it was still carbonated.
4. THANKSGIVING POISON – Thanksgiving 2006, I flew to Arizona and had the traditional Lawson family Thanksgiving dinner (at 1pm).  That night I felt sick, and went to bed early.  Then I woke up  at 10pm, and vomited on the hour until the next morning.  My sister and nephew also got sick…but my mom still denies that her food had anything to do with it.
5. WHATS WRONG WITH TIGGER? – I don’t blog about it too much, mainly because I don’t want to get Googled.  But I used to work as a world-famous Disney character for a few years.  And one time when I was struggling through the flu, I came to work (I needed the money!!), and I hopped around in that big fiberglass head all the time worrying that I might blow chunks.  Eventually I did throw up a little in my head, and the bad part was that I had to go clean it out, and put it on the stumps where the next person playing that character had to go and put it on his head.