update

[rm]

Thursday night before the Barn Dance Patty & I went to the new VINYL location on 77th and 2nd for dinner.

I went to the barn dance and was fine until about 30 mnutes afterwards.

It soon became clear I had food poisoning and I was puking until about 7:30 in the morning.

Yesterday I slept a lot, read some and ate two pieces of toast.

Today I've had apple juice (and shortly) toast. I'm planning rice later.

I hadn't puked in about ten years, and that I don't remember very well because it was in teh midst of another medical emergency. The last time I really remember such a thing I was 22. I don't deal with puking well, and this time it immediately kicked me back into a situation where I almost died. So this has been harder on my head in some ways than on my body.

Today I am going to work, to try to catch up on things. I also need to catch up on my grad school app tonight and a lot of other stuff.

I am going to try to take it easy all weekend, maybe eat some plain chicken tonight, in hopes that I will be normal by Monday for work and fencing.

Comments

[fleur.livejournal.com]

Oh man .. feel better! That is the worst. Hope Patty is okay!

[rm.livejournal.com]

Other than traumatized from dealing with me, she's good. ;)

[fleur.livejournal.com]

Good news!

puking is never good

[newwaytowrite.livejournal.com]

I remember the worst for me was the first time I puked when I was living away from home.

Personally, I can't imagine how people can make themselves puke to purge of food.

take care

[coyotegoth.livejournal.com]

Aargh. Had that myself recently; you have my complete and utter sympathy.

[rm.livejournal.com]

I was really scared it was the norovirus going around, but it's seems to have been very specific to that meal.

[graene.livejournal.com]

I hope you are feeling lots better now. That decade old medical drama is part of a theme on my flist this week, and I really hope the emotional trauma is minimal for you.

[rm.livejournal.com]

The trauma was mostly feeling really paranoid I was GOING TO DIE. The rest of it is long sorted.

[ithinkitisayit.livejournal.com]

Don't worry that you're going to die. You're going to die anyways someday, nothing you can do about that.

Worry more that you're going to have a slow, agonizing, painful death because it's apparently inhumane to put a human out of their suffering.

You can't really do much about the second part either, but it's really the worse of the two evils (in my opinion). I'd rather die in my sleep than die by anything else (simply because I'm a coward).

I *do* have things in my life I'm willing to die a slow, agonizing, painful death over; I'm willing to do so for those things (as long as I can bitch out any ungrateful idiots people afterwards), but I'd really much rather die in my sleep, because I'm frightened of pain.

I'm not afraid of death. I'm afraid of any pain that comes with it. And of the humiliation of releasing my bowels and bladder after I die (of course, I realize that I'm not going to be alive, so who cares that I didn't "make it to the bathroom in time"?! Not to mention, it's impossible to make it to the bathroom on time WHEN YOU'RE DEAD! Rigor mortis and all that rot).

[ithinkitisayit.livejournal.com]

And: If you know you're going to die? You at least have warning enough to hide the p0rnz before you see Jesus [[nods]] Of course, if you're Jewish (in religion as well as race), I imagine you wouldn't have to worry about anything like that, since the Jews don't believe in Hell/Jesus. I guess you'll have to hide the p0rnz from Elijah then. Or Samual. Moses? Abraham? The God?

[ithinkitisayit.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better soon! [[hugs]]