If you are squeamish, STOP. Both ends going off here. Doctor said I should have be in hospital. Having soooo much fun. Hens have not seen me since Monday. That is how ill I am.
Linda - can you call exbf and ask him to stop by and feed the hens? and did the doc really say that you should be in the hospital? really, please consider it. and please do everything that you can to get better. i am worried about you.
Lots of crazy stuff around...went to a funeral service last week and about 60% of people there came down with a killer both ends yuck. Not me though, somehow. (Knock wood)
Everyone, Thanks. When I went to the doctor on Wednesday at 3pm, he started yelling at me, saying I should have gone to the hospital, that I should have had an IV in my arm. I think I hate him. A friend brought me a 7UP on Wed morning. Exbf always comes on Wed, but this is the first time since last summer that he could not. I knew he had a doctor's appt and a church meeting. He cannot 'drop by' because he lived 70 miles from me. He will come by next Tuesday. He has something to do on Wednesday.
I threw up on Sunday, but thought it was the sinus drainage that was plaguing me. Monday, I had loose bowels, but I have IBS, and that just happens. Then, Tuesday, everything let loose. For over 24 hours, I slept little, pooped all over myself, down legs, on floor, socks, just horrid.
Mostly, I threw up while poopling. As I ran for the bathroom, some poop ran out and onto coupons. So, I stepped on poopy coupons that I decided I did not need even if groceries were then free.
When I went to get the prescriptions, I got Gatorade and potato chips. I threw up the first dose of Zitromycin, the double dose. The phernergan helped me not to throw up after that.
I drove to the doctor. While there, the wooziness from dehydration got really bad, so I called a friend and asked her to come and get me and bring someone to help retrieve her car. Then, I told her she just needed someone to pick her up from my house, so her ex came and followed us home. WHY? He only needed to be at my house, but did not know where I lived. Then, he got in front of us to lead us. WHY? Don't know? Neither did we.
I had to sit in front of doctor's office to wait because the office closed. She got in the car apologizing for using an alcohol sanitizer on her hands. She had lapband surgery and cannot throw up!
Next door neighbor came last night and took trash to the road and helped me with chickens housing. The wind had blown their table and house over, and I could not set it aright.
These two friends were the ones that took care of my hens last year when I was in Huntsville, stuck because of frozen roadways.
I have a ton of poopy laundry to do and don't feel like it. I had to take two showers within an hour of each other to removed stuff from pooping. When I tried to clean myself with a washcloth, I got poop on arms of sweatshirt and transferred to front of sweatshirt. OH YUCK. So, stripped and into tub. Twice in a short time.
I don't know where I got this, but I have not been to a funeral.
Oh no! Feel better soon.
ReplyDeleteI hope you get better real soon. Please keep us updated!
ReplyDeleteLinda - can you call exbf and ask him to stop by and feed the hens? and did the doc really say that you should be in the hospital? really, please consider it. and please do everything that you can to get better. i am worried about you.
ReplyDeleteyour friend,
kymber
Keep hydrated and ask for help from those around you.
ReplyDeleteIf you need to go to the hospital, GO! Get better and like Frugal Down Under said, stay hydrated.
ReplyDeleteGet well soon!
ReplyDeleteLots of crazy stuff around...went to a funeral service last week and about 60% of people there came down with a killer both ends yuck. Not me though, somehow. (Knock wood)
ReplyDeletePlease take good care of YOU!!
Everyone,
ReplyDeleteThanks. When I went to the doctor on Wednesday at 3pm, he started yelling at me, saying I should have gone to the hospital, that I should have had an IV in my arm. I think I hate him. A friend brought me a 7UP on Wed morning. Exbf always comes on Wed, but this is the first time since last summer that he could not. I knew he had a doctor's appt and a church meeting. He cannot 'drop by' because he lived 70 miles from me. He will come by next Tuesday. He has something to do on Wednesday.
I threw up on Sunday, but thought it was the sinus drainage that was plaguing me. Monday, I had loose bowels, but I have IBS, and that just happens. Then, Tuesday, everything let loose. For over 24 hours, I slept little, pooped all over myself, down legs, on floor, socks, just horrid.
Mostly, I threw up while poopling. As I ran for the bathroom, some poop ran out and onto coupons. So, I stepped on poopy coupons that I decided I did not need even if groceries were then free.
When I went to get the prescriptions, I got Gatorade and potato chips. I threw up the first dose of Zitromycin, the double dose. The phernergan helped me not to throw up after that.
I drove to the doctor. While there, the wooziness from dehydration got really bad, so I called a friend and asked her to come and get me and bring someone to help retrieve her car. Then, I told her she just needed someone to pick her up from my house, so her ex came and followed us home. WHY? He only needed to be at my house, but did not know where I lived. Then, he got in front of us to lead us. WHY? Don't know? Neither did we.
I had to sit in front of doctor's office to wait because the office closed. She got in the car apologizing for using an alcohol sanitizer on her hands. She had lapband surgery and cannot throw up!
Next door neighbor came last night and took trash to the road and helped me with chickens housing. The wind had blown their table and house over, and I could not set it aright.
These two friends were the ones that took care of my hens last year when I was in Huntsville, stuck because of frozen roadways.
I have a ton of poopy laundry to do and don't feel like it. I had to take two showers within an hour of each other to removed stuff from pooping. When I tried to clean myself with a washcloth, I got poop on arms of sweatshirt and transferred to front of sweatshirt. OH YUCK. So, stripped and into tub. Twice in a short time.
I don't know where I got this, but I have not been to a funeral.