I shit solid today. It took a fucking week! So lets recap
Friday night loose bowels, threw up all fucking night. On the hour, set you watch to it. Blech
Saturday- No poo, no vomit. I drink gatorade, water, and eat some corn chips. Horrendous abdominal pain, and general body discomfort. Stay home from work
Sunday- Go to work, still no poo no vom. I eat a little bit of pizza crust and munch on corn chips. Go out to Red Robin with my dad for fathers day. Eat half of a whiskey river burger and a handful of fries. Stomach pains increase. No vom. 915 the poo hits. On the hour all goddamn night. A lot of bathroom time compared to the past 24 hours.
Monday poo fountain continues until i take 2 immodium. At this time I recouped and stayed home from work AGAIN. I eat the brat diet and try to drink fluids. I am losing it at this point. I have tried to catch up on news, bike news, movies, et al. I need to get out of the house.
Tuesday, i go back to work. No poo. Very little appetite, i eat a samosa and 1.5 cuts of pizza. drink some soda, drink some gatorade, drink some ginger ale.
Wednesday Feeling weak but on the mend sorta. I play a show with da band and feel great for the first 3 songs. I slowly degrade through the last 6. Feel whiped out afterwards.
Thursday- poo fountain returns. Missy Wright, sufferer of stomach flu this year, tells me to stop eating until the poo stops, then hit brat diet. I started feeling like i was going to pass out. I was weak, my head was caving in. I needed caffiene, food, probably ice cream. I nibbled on some pizza but kept it cool. I was breaking the rules.
Friday poo stopped around noontime thursday, today i felt A.O.K. and took a solid shit for the first time in one week at 4.35 PM.
I should start labeling blogs (sick) because not only have i noticed my self being really really sick this year, but it is a time that i blog alot.
Hmmm
I would like to thank my lovey Carolyne for taking care of me. I would like to thank Missy for the leadout even though i ate a doughnut last night, and all of the Pro Bikes customers who listened to me audibly fart and curse or waited for the end of poo fountain.
Labels: Fucking Illness