33 - 10 Hours of Hell

Food poisoning? Stomach virus? I don't know. All I do know is that Tuesday night / Wednesday morning were 10 hours of absolute hell. After coming back from T & D's where we loaded the bike, I started getting everything else ready. The kids stuff was in different piles in the kitchen to be packed; bin of riding gear sitting there ready to be taped down; clothes in different piles in the bedroom. But, my stomach felt horrible. For about an hour, every time I got up to do something, everything in my tummy went very, very rumbly. Around 8pm everything erupted. When I had a break from the vomiting, I called TC. She said it very well could have been food poisoning, but she'd do some research and call me back. Return call - could be about anything, but fits the timeline of food poisoning. Nothing to do but ride it out; hospital won't do anything until so many hours have passed. She'd keep her phone by the bed if I needed her anytime during the night.

Somewhere between midnight and 1am, I was ready to call her and beg her to take me to the hospital. I was in the bathroom longer and more often than I was in bed. There was no hugging the porcelain throne - it was being on the throne and hugging a plastic waste basket. Somewhere around 2am, the episodes became less frequent, and there were no more after 6am. 10 hours of pure hell. I know I must have been this sick before, but I can't remember it.

The rest of the day was spent still dealing with GI issues, but at least the vomiting had stopped. Managed to get 1/2 a sandwich down. Didn't sleep at all. At 8pm on Wed night, I took two Advil PM. After 38 hours awake, I was in desperate need of sleep. It was still midnight before I fell asleep, and sleep wasn't long or deep.

Tomorrow has to be better. Maybe I can still make it to Tennessee?

Blogger's note - posted once I was well enough to post.