You know, it’s funny. When I’m up in Washington I feel perfectly healthy. When I come back down to Los Hideous, it’s antacids every night.
Last Saturday night I hed to puke. So I did. I was okay to go to work on Monday, although I was not at 100%. The week went okay until Thursday. I went out to lunch and had Thai food. A couple of hours later, I could feel it sitting in my gut like a lump. It got worse, so at quitting time I went to the head to get rid of it. There was someone in one of the other stalls so I decided to tough it out. An hour and a half on the freeway feeling as if my belly was expanding, and feeling nauseated. So I get home and try to purge. Not much came up. I was puking up small quantities of food for about four hours. I decided to go to bed. I did not go to work today, but was feeling a little better. I had a couple of chocolate-frosted Entenman’s doughnuts (the same thing I had the previous week). Not too bad. At about lunch time I had a Marie Calender’s chicken pot pie. Now I’m starting to feel pukey again. Over the next couple of hours purged a little bit, but not a whole pot pie’s worth.
Pepto-Bismol doesn’t seem to help. My stomach mocks me by sending small amounts of it back up when I vomit. I tried Alka-Seltzer, and it seems to be helping a little. I’ve also had a couple of cups of Earl Grey tea and several glasses of water.
Now I’m feeling hungry. I don’t dare eat anything, but for how long? When I do decide to eat, what should I eat? Mac’n’cheese? Bologna sandwich? Burger? Ramen? I could whip up some angel hair pasta with olive oil and sun-dried tomatoes. Protein shake? Nothing sounds good. Not even Cream of Wheat. I suppose I should eat something eventually, but what?
I think I probably have an ulcer. If I don’t feel better by Monday I’ll have to go to a doctor. (And I’m not a fan of doctors.) I wonder if I can get the company to transfer me to the Bothel, WA office? Fat chance. But I think the ultimate solution is to get the hell out of California.