I woke up and it punched me hard in the gut: stomach pain. I curled into the fetal position from the pain, but I knew that the show must go on. I got out of bed, showered, clothed myself and hobbled back to bed where I cradled myself and my sore intestines. Fifteen minutes later and with the excuse of ‘still being able to walk,’ I crawled out from my bed, grabbed my pre-made bento from the fridge and slipped on my high heels ready to strut to work. I was ready to make my Japanese company proud and go to work completely ill.