Holy FUCK that was a bad night's sleep.

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I 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.

Comments

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I'm probably the only person who thinks that sounds like food poisoning, especially because of the clear everything toward the end (most people with food poisoning can't keep anything down either). The fact that you didn't reject the bread and yogurt toward the end is a good sign. If you haven't been sick since 4am, I would write it off as food poisoning. If you have, it may be a Norwalk-like virus (look that up!) which typically lasts around 36 to 48 hours. if it was a Norwalk-like virus, most people with excellent immune systems have antibodies against that for several years afterward so you may not have to deal with it again until then. *crossfingersknockonwood*

This is my public service announcement to everyone - during this time of year, you have to wash your hands religiously, with lots of soap, especially before eating or preparing food. Norwalk viruses (the stomach flu) are primarily transmitted by hand-to-mouth contact after touching a contaminated surface. The best defense against it: washing your hands.

Needless to say, I'm knocking on wood that I don't catch anything this winter. I'd hate to miss two days of classes and work because of it *says a few extra prayers too*

p/s - I don't think you can catch viruses or infections from animals... and hope you feel better! *hugfromafar*