TMI warning
Monday morning I awoke feeling a little nauseous. I didn’t think much of it, since I had been depriving myself of sleep for the past week, and figured it was probably fatigue. Since monday was my ‘Friday’ at work, and the first day of our new schedule for the quarter, I decided not to call in sick just because of a little rumbly in the tummy.
Oh how wrong I was!
I don’t think I’ve ever thrown up so much in such a short time span. I felt really nausous in the shower, but was able to keep it together. I stupidly thought it was some fluke, and that I would feel better as the day wore on. I drove to work, and right before my shift started I had to puke my guts out in a bathroom stall (which, in a meta-TMI note, was between two other stalls occupied by coworkers having a conversation. Apparently some people have no problem having a benign conversation while taking a dump to another guy taking a dump said across from a guy throwing up :dubious: ) Needless to say I told our dispatcher I wouldn’t be able to pull the bus out for the morning, they’d need to find someone else. My story wasn’t much of a stretch, since I looked quite ill at that point.
I went home and decided I’d sleep it off- figuring that once my stomach was empty I could slowly re-introduce fluids as my body recovered. I fell into this cycle of throwing up, falling into a dreamless stupor in my bed, only to run back into the bathroom to throw up 30 minutes later. I started to freak out when this kept happening even though there wasn’t much of anything coming up. It was like getting turned inside out- I’ve never had that much fluid get expelled from my body.
Waiting far too damn long, I called the advice nurse later that morning and got an appt (should’ve just gone STRAIGHT TO THE ER :mad: ). Pretty much every step of the way was interrupted by vomiting. After throwing up in the sink of the doctor’s office, they admitted me into the ER. After they gave me IV drugs for nausea, I felt a little better but was completely exhausted. I stayed until they pretty much kicked me out, got an Rx for nausea medicine and went home.
After taking the medicine and resting for a few more hours, I recovered rapidly. By the next morning I was fine. I’ve gotten food poisoning before (which I guess this was) but it was never so severe; usually once my stomach is empty my body is satisfied that the crisis is over, and I usually don’t even get dehydrated. Gross story, I know, but if there’s a lesson learned…Don’t ever go out to eat at Pedro’s…never again! :mad:
