In case you hadn't heard, I came down with some unidentified intestinal ailment last Friday. It started out as feeling kinda 'meh' just before lunch, then lunch seemed to cure what ailed me, then by mid-afternoon, I was getting flushed and achy with flu-like symptoms. By suppertime, I had to scramble to get out of some commitments and by 9pm - the first wave hit. Full on fever, accompanied by many urgent visits to the bathroom. Repeat at least every hour and you get an idea what I did all weekend. No food, little sleep, and a fire hose for a butt. Yeah, I don't mind painting that mental image for you because I lived it. A doctor's visit produced some antibiotics and a warning not to starve, which apparently would only make matters worse. Must not starve. Good words of advice. Unfortunately, by this point, all food looks like..... dare I say it? Crap.
Weekend ruined. Right into Monday too. I tried going to work yesterday. Lasted one hour. At least by yesterday, I was hungry again and ready to start tempting my innards with actual food instead of tea or PowerAde (for the minerals and other things).
Let's just say that when things returned to solid matter today, there was much rejoicing. I wouldn't wish that experience on my worst enema..... ENEMY!
2 comments:
Glad you're on the mend.
The Norvo virus is endemic here in our little town, too bad we are not all on a luxury cruise liner so we can appreciate it.
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