back from the dead
and this time i'm not talking about zombies for a change. i was seriously sick this weekend. i must have had some type of stomach flu. let me describe it in detail. just kidding. but the human body is amazing to be able to handle such a harsh sentence.
at one point yesterday, i was so dehydrated that i was seeing tracers and double. i briefly considered going to the hospital at that time, but i lacked the gusto to call anyone. so i just went to bed. when i awoke, i felt a little better, but i was beyond needing fluids and to the point of needing major organ transplants. i drank water.
some time last night, i thought i felt well enough to venture out and find some chocolate which i was craving. i thought that was a good sign. so i took a quick shower and jumped in the Honda and drove to the nearest grocery store. my plan was to get some candy and then some stuff to make sammiches. i wandered to the candy aisle first because i do have priorities. then i went to back to the deli area. that's when i realized i over exerted myself. i was dizzy and hot and contemplating sitting in the sausage bin to rest. when i grabbed the basics, i decided i needed pickles. of course, now i was pushing it. i hobbled to the pickle aisle and grabbed the first Vlasics that i saw. then i went to check out.
who knew so many people shopped so late at night? crap. i was seeing double again and i was having trouble walking upright. the lines were all so long. i chose one where, aside from the person checking out, there was a man and his two kids with a handful of items. by now, i'm leaning against the gum rack looking pasty and clutching my chest. the man went to check out, and i realized that he was having both of his kids buy their own stuff. and he was also buying some stuff. i was about to yell, 'now is not the time to teach your children about fiscal responsibility, sir!' but i held my tongue. meanwhile i was texting a peep about my precarious predicament. he offered to go help me, but i was almost in the clear. i checked out and got in my car where i turned on the A/C to the arctic setting and sat for a few minutes.
then i went to Sonics to get some tea and some food since i figured i would be too tired to even make a sammich.
i feel much better now.
i even insulted a person at the pet store this morning. i didn't mean to. i was telling a dog how ugly he was. i forgot that there was an owner behind him. oh well. looks like i'm getting back to my usual, should not be allowed out in public self.
at one point yesterday, i was so dehydrated that i was seeing tracers and double. i briefly considered going to the hospital at that time, but i lacked the gusto to call anyone. so i just went to bed. when i awoke, i felt a little better, but i was beyond needing fluids and to the point of needing major organ transplants. i drank water.
some time last night, i thought i felt well enough to venture out and find some chocolate which i was craving. i thought that was a good sign. so i took a quick shower and jumped in the Honda and drove to the nearest grocery store. my plan was to get some candy and then some stuff to make sammiches. i wandered to the candy aisle first because i do have priorities. then i went to back to the deli area. that's when i realized i over exerted myself. i was dizzy and hot and contemplating sitting in the sausage bin to rest. when i grabbed the basics, i decided i needed pickles. of course, now i was pushing it. i hobbled to the pickle aisle and grabbed the first Vlasics that i saw. then i went to check out.
who knew so many people shopped so late at night? crap. i was seeing double again and i was having trouble walking upright. the lines were all so long. i chose one where, aside from the person checking out, there was a man and his two kids with a handful of items. by now, i'm leaning against the gum rack looking pasty and clutching my chest. the man went to check out, and i realized that he was having both of his kids buy their own stuff. and he was also buying some stuff. i was about to yell, 'now is not the time to teach your children about fiscal responsibility, sir!' but i held my tongue. meanwhile i was texting a peep about my precarious predicament. he offered to go help me, but i was almost in the clear. i checked out and got in my car where i turned on the A/C to the arctic setting and sat for a few minutes.
then i went to Sonics to get some tea and some food since i figured i would be too tired to even make a sammich.
i feel much better now.
i even insulted a person at the pet store this morning. i didn't mean to. i was telling a dog how ugly he was. i forgot that there was an owner behind him. oh well. looks like i'm getting back to my usual, should not be allowed out in public self.
posted by christine on Sunday, June 15, 2008
4 Comments:
I had the stomach flu from hell over Christmas (this is when I quit my job after my boss gave me problems for calling off for the first time in 3 months... of course a low paying job I didn't need since financial aid from school covered my bills.)
ack... end tangent.
This is the time I discovered... pedialite. When you are that sick and dehydrated, quickly beat up a baby and steal their pedialite.
You're the adult, you need it more anyway. Stuff is amazing for rehydration.
my sister graciously offered to bring me some Smartwater or pedialyte or pedialyte pops or something. at the time, i didn't think i would need anything. then things took a downhill turn...
sounds like a typical weekend of drinking w/o the fun parts. sure you weren't just hammered? I think I'll make homemade pukeypops for the next time you're sick...make something like a frozen concoction with phenergan, valerian extract and doobie or something.
Gina- why wait until i'm sick? those pukeypops sound kinda fun.
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