It is 2:30 am and I have gone to bed three times now. Not staying there because as soon as I lay down my stomach tries to empty itself rather violently and I can not take any more anti-nausea medication for 3 more hours.

Not true, I could, I just haven't picked up the 5th one that I could take while waiting to be able to take the rest of them again. Why? Because I thought to myself "Pft! This isn't so bad. Getting through this stage is going to be easy!"

Note to me: You are a dumbfuck. Pick up other meds tomorrow.