a good day

wow, what a difference a day makes.

last night, slept all the way through the night. I'm not even sure that I moved at all.

today, ate bland meals but still, actual solid food including scrambled egg and melon!

feel really weak but otherwise good. cannot believe that I missed this entire week at work, looking forward to getting back to a normal routine again on Monday.

it is my hope that I never ever have norwalk or whatever that was again, it was without doubt, the sickest I have ever been in my life.

thanks so much everyone for your good wishes and helpful tips of how to get through this. I guess it takes a village to battle bugs!

keeping fingers crossed

went to bed last night feeling hopeful that I'd be back to work today. 2 hours into my sleep, I awoke after having had weird dreams (lots and lots of them) and a seriously lurching stomach. I thought I'd try to ignore it but realized that I couldn't. I jumped out of bed, woke up Sam (who was sleeping very sweetly at the foot of our bed, blocking my path to the bathroom), ran into the bathroom and puked. and then I puked some more, and some more, and more after that.

so much for feeling better huh?? the puking was new addition to the bug and I'm thinking it was because I actually tried to eat solid food yesterday. today I was back on the soda crackers and fluids. tonight I had delicious home made chicken soup with more crackers for my dinner. the only real food I had all day. obviously didn't make it into the office again today. won't be going in again tomorrow. I've been almost 10 hours without being sick and they say you shouldn't go out amongst the living until you've been 48 hours without being sick. that puts me to Saturday and that will have been a week since I started feeling ill.

happily, at the moment, I just feel very weak and tired. also, I feel terrible about the amount of time I've missed from work this week. this afternoon I did speak with a colleague though and she was very happy to hear that I not going into the office tomorrow, none of them want this anymore than I did.

so tonight, in a moment actually, I'll head off to bed with cautious optimism that I won't have to make a midnight dash to the loo this evening. wouldn't that be loverly?

progress

I woke up this morning feeling hungry. hungry. like for food. actual food, toast. for breakfast I had toast and sprite and watched The Philadelphia Story from under the covers.

I felt pretty good this afternoon, much better than I had in days. Right now, I feel weak and very tired and a little nauseous. My thought is that it's that end of the day thing. You know how when you're sick and the day winds down, your body just starts to shut down? Yeah, that thing.

With any luck though, I'll be back at work tomorrow, at least for a while. I haven't been out of the house since Saturday, it's about time I returned to the land of the living.

ugh

the sickness lingers on.

for the past 48 hours I have felt absolutely horrible. for the past 36 hours or so I've been running to the bathroom at very close intervals. some intervals were a little too close for comfort. For the past couple of hours the intervals have been increasing, although my giant meal of chicken noodle soup (the only thing besides a couple of soda crackers) has once again caused some upset.

obviously, I could not go to work today. I'm super tired and a little dizzy, I'm trying to drink water, diet sprite and sport drink (in small amounts) because I don't want to get dehydrated but it's tough. my hands are super dry too from all of the extra washing. fortunately, I found a 3 pack of lysol wipes so we've been wiping handles and knobs easily. the dogs aren't happy about the new no kissing rule or the closed doors in the bathrooms. Mark had a bit of a relapse this morning (which worked out okay from a work point of view because his cab went into the shop for some repair work today). I'm pretty much convinced that this is norwalk.

I hope it goes away soon. it's exhausting and horrible and I really want to get back to work. time off when you're this ill is no fun.