When I think of the last 24 hours, that's the first word that comes to mind. The first full thought that comes to mind is "Gawd, I did not know a body could make a smell like that."
Yep. I've been sick. And what a delightful way to share it with the world!
One of my biggest worries going back to work is that I'm going to get sick. A lot. I have several chronic illnesses, including fibromyalgia and diabetes, and I tend to catch everything anyway. For whatever reason, I particularly have a lot of stomach issues and have for the last ten years or so. I probably will end up going to a gastroenterologist. I had diagnosed myself with irritable bowel, which can accompany fibromyalgia, but my doctor suggested it might be the medications I was on, so he switched those around. Voila! I was magically better nearly overnight. Until another doctor put me on a new medication which made me sick to my stomach again. And just as that began to adjust, kaboom!
I don't know what I did to deserve this.
I got so angry and frustrated yesterday when I got sick. I had planned to take my daughter to buy a swimsuit and possibly out for a treat. I had also planned to pick up one of my medications. Instead I ended up doing nothing. I fell asleep early and woke to an angry teenager wanting clarification on consequences I had given. That was at nearly eleven p.m., and I was up until almost four a.m.
So today I treated my stomach with some medicine, took a short nap, finally ate something, and am praying I keep it down. Hopefully that will be the case, and I might even recover in time for fireworks.
One can always hope, anyway.