What is it about a stomach bug (or a slight bout of food poisoning?) that turns and adult into a little kid again?
I have a sick tummy…well I did. I think it is going away. I had it all day yesterday– nausea, diarrhea, stomach cramps (not too bad), and chills. And I wanted my mommy– just a little. Ha.
(Actually I was supposed to go up north to see her this week-end. Boo! I called her instead)
Of course I wanted to puke but I think I have myself trained not to because I absolutely hate it. It all came out the other end and was not pleasant. I was surprised at how much liquid I had in me…and that kept coming out. Yuck!
I stuck to my bed and didn’t eat or drink anything for almost a full 24 hours. I am surprised I did get seriously dehydrated. I might have been a little dehydrated– my legs were a bit ache-y.
I was afraid to eat and drink.
But now I feel I am on the mend. Tomato soup and Ritz crackers never tastes so good. No nausea and cramps…only a bit of stomach rumbling.
I am still afraid to eat much though. And now I am reading a book about an anorexic– Laurie Halse Anderson’s Wintergirls (for my Adolescent Lit. class). That really helps my paranoia about eating, ha! The book and this sick tummy incident may help me become anorexic– only about 100 pounds to go, more or less.
I know. I’m terrible. I shouldn’t joke.
And I have a sneaking, paranoid suspicion that I brought this illness on myself because I have been eating way too much lately; too much fat in my system caused this sick tummy. IDK
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