Thursday 19th December ’24
Today was the day we headed back to Vadodara, the flight was at 6 in the morning, and my stomach was still fucked. We got back, and I saw my dad off. He went back to London today on a flight. After that, I went home and went to sleep.
I woke up like 9 hours later with the worst stomach pain I’ve had. I took a shot like 7 times, and I still had diarrhoea from two days ago. I called my mum, and she got me some soda, but the pain was still not going away. My aunty then said that my stomach might have shifted; she did a quick check by making me lay on the floor, pressing my stomach and confirming that this was the case. Well, lucky for me, there is a remedy for this. You basically get some rubber bands, tie them very tightly around both of your big toes and don’t take them off until you can’t bear the pain.
Well, this felt like shit. Apparently, it helps to pull your stomach back into place, and I did not believe this would work. But what do you know, it actually worked. My pain stopped for the first time after three days. My toes were kind of blue at the end of it, but I think that it was worth it. I then watched like three films had my grandma’s food, which was pretty good and went to bed.
See you guys tomorrow.