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March 05, 2006

I've been sick

My brother, Michael, called me this evening giving me grief and wondering where I've been. You see, I haven't called him in several days and he wanted to know what was going on. Well, the plain and simple truth is that I've been sick.

Beginning late Wednesday night, I started coming down with something that I can only call at this time "Food Poisoning". I had all of the symptoms of food poisoning: diarrhea, cramping, nausea, gas and a slight fever. These symptoms all hit me at once around 10pm that night and I thought that I was going to die. I somehow managed to make it through the night, thanks in large part to several trips to the bathroom, only to wake up exhausted and in worse pain than the night before.

I got up and got dressed ... and somehow managed to make my way downtown through all of the traffic to make it to work. Since this was my first full week, I *REALLY* didn't want to call in. When I arrived, the best that I could do was to close my eyes and hope that I didn't have to make a mad dash to the bathroom. When Marshall and Dave came in, they told me that I looked like hell, which I thanked them for and sent them on their way to completing the camera installation that they had begun in days prior.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I sent an IM to one of my supervisors telling them of my condition and that I was *REALLY* in a lot of pain. She told me that she's had food poisoning before and that I needed to go see my doctor. I called Amanda and had her make the arrangements ... I just couldn't do it. She called me back to tell me that I had an appt at the doctor’s office in 45 minutes. Somehow, I made it to my car and drove to the office. I don't remember the trip there at all.

Now, you know that you're doing well when the first thing that the doctor says to you when s/he walks into the room is: "My, you're very pale". After the usual question/answer session, she had me get up on the table and examined my abdomen. She said something to the way of: "Yeah, your stomach has a lot to say to me" when she put the stethoscope to my belly. She asked if I could have someone come get me so that she could give me a shot to get rid of the nausea. I said that Amanda was home and that she could come and pick me up. I gave her our home number and a short period of time later a nurse came back to give me my shot.

From that point, I don't really remember much. I was drowsy from the shot and wanted nothing more than to get home and make my way into bed. And that I did. I stayed there until sometime Saturday. The only time that I woke up was for Amanda so that she could give me my pills.

Speaking of pills, this anti-cramping stuff that the doctor gave me was incredible. I don't think that I would've been able to recoup as well as I was able to without it.

So, cut to today. I woke up this morning feeling a bit uneasy, but that slowly went away ... until this afternoon when I actually got to a point where I felt human again. I even got to a point where I felt like I could get out and do something. Amanda and I ended up going to Dave's mom's house to shoot some guns.

Nothing makes you feel better than a few rounds of .380's, 9mm and 12-gauge shells being pumped through some nice guns.

This evening, I can honestly say that I feel like myself again. I've eaten two small meals today, and they have filled me up pretty good. I've been taking it easy on the food intake, as I don't want to upset my stomach any more than what it has been over the past few days. Tomorrow, I hope to be at 100% so that I can get back to my job and get some cables ran and terminated.

~out...

Posted by ed at 10:28 PM | Comments (0)