I just had to share the funny thing that happened to me last night. As some of you know, John and I live in the basement of his parents house. Well, last night around 2 a.m. I woke up to the sound of my dog throwing up. I rushed him outside. We came back in and I noticed John wasn't in bed. It was unusual because he NEVER gets out of bed until it's time for work, but he had said before he fell asleep that he wasn't feeling very well. I contemplated going up to check on him, but heard the basement door shut. I had just gotten back into bed when he came down. He came into the room... and turned the light on. This is the exact conversation that followed:
John: "Sit up!"
Me: "Why"
John: "Sit up now!"
So I sat up.
John: "Now stick out your tongue"
Me: "Excuse me?"
John: "Just do it!"
So to humor him, I stuck out my tongue.
John: "Your tongue is black too!!! Get upstairs and brush your teeth and your tongue, right now!"
I was starting to get slightly annoyed, I just wanted to go back to sleep, but he was pushing me to get up. On the way upstairs he explained to me that he had a stomach ache so went up to the bathroom. While he was up there, he decided to brush his teeth and noticed he was spitting out black stuff... when he looked at his tongue it was black.
So we went into the bathroom and I brushed my teeth with him supervising my every move. I brushed all the black off my tongue, and used mouthwash at his insistence. I didn't know what was going on with the black tongue but honestly I was too tired to care. We left the bathroom and I was all ready to go back downstairs to bed and he flops down on the couch.
Me: "What are you doing?"
John: "I'm not going back down there! We must have breathed in something. We need to find an apartment! We need to get the air tested! We need to get the animals out of there right now!!"
Me: "There must be a logical explanation. What in the air could have caused this?"
John: "I don't know!!! But it had to be something! I'm not going back down there!"
Me: "Ok, how about I go look up on the internet what might cause it?"
John: "Good idea, I'll be right here"
So I came down into the evil basement and typed in "black tongue" in the Google search bar. I laughed so hard I started crying. Everything I read said that Pepto Bismol causes a black tongue... we had both chewed on a couple Pepto chewables last night because we ate too much pizza. As soon as I stopped laughing I went back upstairs.
Me: "Come on, get up, we're going to bed"
John: "But..."
Me: "Do you remember what you had last night for your stomach?"
John: "Pepto?"
Me: "Right. It can cause a black tongue"
He pulled a blanket over his head. He was starting to feel ridiculous for having flipped out so much over something so small. I had to offer him my side of the bed (the kittens prefer his side, thus giving him very little room to move all night
) before he'd come back downstairs.
John: "Sit up!"
Me: "Why"
John: "Sit up now!"
So I sat up.
John: "Now stick out your tongue"
Me: "Excuse me?"
John: "Just do it!"
So to humor him, I stuck out my tongue.
John: "Your tongue is black too!!! Get upstairs and brush your teeth and your tongue, right now!"
I was starting to get slightly annoyed, I just wanted to go back to sleep, but he was pushing me to get up. On the way upstairs he explained to me that he had a stomach ache so went up to the bathroom. While he was up there, he decided to brush his teeth and noticed he was spitting out black stuff... when he looked at his tongue it was black.
So we went into the bathroom and I brushed my teeth with him supervising my every move. I brushed all the black off my tongue, and used mouthwash at his insistence. I didn't know what was going on with the black tongue but honestly I was too tired to care. We left the bathroom and I was all ready to go back downstairs to bed and he flops down on the couch.
Me: "What are you doing?"
John: "I'm not going back down there! We must have breathed in something. We need to find an apartment! We need to get the air tested! We need to get the animals out of there right now!!"
Me: "There must be a logical explanation. What in the air could have caused this?"
John: "I don't know!!! But it had to be something! I'm not going back down there!"
Me: "Ok, how about I go look up on the internet what might cause it?"
John: "Good idea, I'll be right here"
So I came down into the evil basement and typed in "black tongue" in the Google search bar. I laughed so hard I started crying. Everything I read said that Pepto Bismol causes a black tongue... we had both chewed on a couple Pepto chewables last night because we ate too much pizza. As soon as I stopped laughing I went back upstairs.
Me: "Come on, get up, we're going to bed"
John: "But..."
Me: "Do you remember what you had last night for your stomach?"
John: "Pepto?"
Me: "Right. It can cause a black tongue"
He pulled a blanket over his head. He was starting to feel ridiculous for having flipped out so much over something so small. I had to offer him my side of the bed (the kittens prefer his side, thus giving him very little room to move all night