Food poisoning sucks

Last night while Benjamin was involved in school activities and not at home, I partook of an Amy’s burrito while watching Bedrooms and Hallways. After the movie was over I got out a DDR pad and danced for about an hour. Then things went downhill very quickly as I began vomiting and having diarrhea — things I can only attribute food poisoning.

Last night if it wasn’t coming out of one end it was coming out of the other. Every. Single. Hour. I was unable to keep anything down, including water and gatoraid. Benjamin was a dear and made me as comfortable as possible. As of 7am this morning I was still having problems. B called my manager to let him know I was going to be MIA all day, and then called my doctor’s office to set up an appointment. It was obvious to me that I was dehydrated given that my mouth felt like the sahara. I was also very lightheaded, no doubt due to low blood pressure caused by the dehydration.

Sure enough, my doctor recommended I get a liter of saline solution put in, but they don’t do that in their offices. Instead he directed me to a MedExpress nearby who could. An hour later I was feeling much better but still not 100%. Luckily my 7am episode was the last one thus far. Since then I’ve been able to keep both water and gatoraid down. I just had a bowl of chicken noodle soup and I’m crossing my fingers it stays down too.

So here we are almost 24 hours later and while I don’t feel back to normal, I certainly don’t feel near as miserable as I did when it started. Throughout it all B was by my side and taking excellent care of me.