Holy FUCK that was a bad night's sleep.
Jan. 27th, 2005 06:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
c9I had a bad night's sleep last night. Big fat hairy deal, as the kids like to say, right? Ugh.
22:30 go to bed
23:30 wake up, use washroom. diarrhea. wonder if I caught whatever Lucky has.
23:45 back to bed
00:30 wake up, run to use washroom. more diarrhea. sit for a while. vomit rather violently. recognized too many meals (sorry!). I'm feeling dry, so I drink some water.
01:00 back to bed
01:45 wake up, run to use washroom, more diarrhea and vomit (a LOT). Rather painful of course. All the water I drank uhh ... returns, let's say. after puking, I drink some more water because of course not I'm very dehydrated.
02:30 back to bed
03:00 wake up, run to washroom, diarrhea and vomiting, both are almost clear (which is creepy). I finally figure out that I better stop drinking a bunch of water each time, my system is just rejecting it. It's very scary to be in gastrointestinal distress and unable to drink water. To me, anyway.
03:30 back to bed
04:00 same old routine, but this time I need to have some water otherwise I would actually fall over. Cam dies by hitting head on tub while Vinny sleeps. Not a good scene. So I drink, very slowly, a small glass of water. I also try other remedies I've heard. My mom says yogurt, so I had a tiny spoonful. Yucky flavour, so I didn't continue with that. I also ate about one tablespoon of bread. THe flavour was so strong I couldn't eat any more. But after about 40 minutes, I was fleeing about 10% better, so I refilled my water glass and climbed into bed.
05:45 I wake up, intend to stand up and refill my water, instantly get a charley horse. Haven't had one of those in at least a dozen years. Ouch, to say the least. I'm still in bed right beside Vinny, so I can't avoid waking him up (sorry, dear).
05:59 alarm goes off, since I'm supposed to drive to London this morning. After what I estimate to be four and a half horrid hours of sleep. I even had a dream that Vinny refused to give me any sympathy, just in case my mental state was too positive.
Holy fuck. I think I'm going back to bed, at least for a couple hours.
Sorry, just needed to vent a bit.
22:30 go to bed
23:30 wake up, use washroom. diarrhea. wonder if I caught whatever Lucky has.
23:45 back to bed
00:30 wake up, run to use washroom. more diarrhea. sit for a while. vomit rather violently. recognized too many meals (sorry!). I'm feeling dry, so I drink some water.
01:00 back to bed
01:45 wake up, run to use washroom, more diarrhea and vomit (a LOT). Rather painful of course. All the water I drank uhh ... returns, let's say. after puking, I drink some more water because of course not I'm very dehydrated.
02:30 back to bed
03:00 wake up, run to washroom, diarrhea and vomiting, both are almost clear (which is creepy). I finally figure out that I better stop drinking a bunch of water each time, my system is just rejecting it. It's very scary to be in gastrointestinal distress and unable to drink water. To me, anyway.
03:30 back to bed
04:00 same old routine, but this time I need to have some water otherwise I would actually fall over. Cam dies by hitting head on tub while Vinny sleeps. Not a good scene. So I drink, very slowly, a small glass of water. I also try other remedies I've heard. My mom says yogurt, so I had a tiny spoonful. Yucky flavour, so I didn't continue with that. I also ate about one tablespoon of bread. THe flavour was so strong I couldn't eat any more. But after about 40 minutes, I was fleeing about 10% better, so I refilled my water glass and climbed into bed.
05:45 I wake up, intend to stand up and refill my water, instantly get a charley horse. Haven't had one of those in at least a dozen years. Ouch, to say the least. I'm still in bed right beside Vinny, so I can't avoid waking him up (sorry, dear).
05:59 alarm goes off, since I'm supposed to drive to London this morning. After what I estimate to be four and a half horrid hours of sleep. I even had a dream that Vinny refused to give me any sympathy, just in case my mental state was too positive.
Holy fuck. I think I'm going back to bed, at least for a couple hours.
Sorry, just needed to vent a bit.
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