Innards Eaters II: The Eatening

I've had this feeling before. Several times over the last 15 years. But I always knew why before. This time I don't. I imagine it's what pregnancy feels like. Shaking like a wet puppy. Perpetual queasiness. Stomach tied in a sheep-shank knot. Something eating away inside you until you want to rip your belly open with your claws, tear out the offending parasite and throw it against the wall. At least with pregnancy, you know it's a tiny human in a tuxedo singing "Hello My Baby" when you're not looking. But this... I'm pretty sure it's not human. Or even cartoony amphibian.