So I'm recovering from a weekend of nasty illness and took a sick day today to give me a chance to get back to as normal as possible.
Last week a wicked stomach bug ran rampant at the Center, and Friday afternoon I caught it. When I got home from work I emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet (my toilet has an old-fashioned base shaped in cross-section rather like a flower, which makes it conveniently easy to grip when in the throes of retching), and went to bed. Apparently bored with the dash-for-the-bathroom routine, I had my stomach put a little blood into the vomit and treated myself to a trip to the ER where after being ignored for hours I was put onto an IV and drugged senseless. My two angels through this ordeal were Colette and her coworker Tona -- Colette drove me to the hospital and Tona met us there -- and they lugged my stuff around and told stories and fetched me things like heated blankets and cups of ice.
After about six hours I was still having trouble keeping water down and the nurse was all for admitting me for the night, but by then I had one clear and ever-so-stubborn thought in my muddled head: Go home. That was about all I could manage to say: "Wan' go home." So Colette drove me home, then filled my prescriptions (I did say angel, yes?) while I dragged myself up the stairs and collapsed into bed.
So the rest of the weekend my stomach was irritable and sore, and I lay around feeling generally miserable and weak and with the idea that I really ought to be eating something, but I was afraid I couldn't get it down. Then came today, when I felt reasonably sure of my stomach lining and managed to make a nice chicken soup that tasted insanely delicious.
So my NaNoWriMo project is sadly sadly behind, but I can sit up without every abdominal muscle clenching in pain, so I think I'll call that progress.
And tomorrow it's back to the gremlins.
5 comments:
I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year, but in light of two monster papers due at the end of this month, plus other things, I feel I'm going to have to postpone it to, say, December.
On the bright side, glad you're feeling better.
I read the title and briefly wondered which definition of the word "yak" you intended. I'm so sorry to hear it was the illness one. Hope you are feeling better.
So...why did you vomit blood? Isn't that serious?
Oh...yeah...that's usually really bad. They think it was caused by either an ulcer or irritation in the stomach lining from throwing up so hard. They're recommending me to a specialist at some vague point in the future to get it checked out.
One drawback to working with the snot-nosed little angels.... What's the status on your potential promotion? Glad you're feeling better.
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