I spent most the the night tossing and turning, having nightmares and waking up covered in sweat. But even though I kept waking up, it was the kind of broken sleep where you don’t get up enough to really be able to do anything about it. You’re awake enough to know you’re laying there, uncomfortable, exhausted and wanting to go back to sleep, but not cohesive enough to get out of bed and maybe take something, you know?
So when Love’s alarm went off this morning (5:30am), I was finally awake enough to get out of bed, drink some water, and take a little Benadryl. By this point, my stomach was really hurting too. Sharp, knife-in-the-gut pain. But I desperately wanted to get some sleep so I forced myself to lay back down.
About an hour later, when Love left for work, I called and left a message for my boss, telling him I’d be in at 10am instead of 9am. This way, I could get an extra hour of desperately needed sleep. Of course, the lawn people were out this morning starting at around 7:45am so they kept me up for much of that extra hour with the blowers. (Seriously, why do they have to come by FOUR TIMES to blow the clippings around??)
By the time my alarm went off at 8:45am, my stomach had gone from bad to worse. And I spent the next hour and a half being sick, finally calling and leaving another message for my boss around 10:20am saying I think I have food poisoning and that I wasn’t going to make it in.
Meanwhile, my stomach’s been just awful all day today. I managed to lay back down for about an hour earlier but the rest of the day has been back-and-forth being sick. Stomach upset is just about the worst. Love and I had stopped for fast food last night because we had to drive way to the other side of Tampa to drop of the cat tree they built for our Disney Volunteer program and we were both hungry and didn’t want to have to start cooking dinner when we got home like 8pm.
Love’s fine today but I can’t imagine that this is anything other than some bad food in my case. The area we had to deliver the cat tower was pretty sketchy and we definitely stood out around there if you know what I mean. So I can’t help but wonder about the food handling quality in that area and given how sick I’ve been today, well, it seems that must have been the cause.
Anyway, blah. My head’s been fuzzy and ouchy in addition to my stomach today too so it’s just been a very uncomfortable day where nothing really makes you feel better. There’s nothing bland to eat around the house either (we’re out of bread, have no crackers, there’s no bananas or anything, etc.) so I haven’t wanted to risk eating anything. So I’m half nauseous and half hungry too.
I’m supposed to be getting ready since Love’s on his way home from work and we have to run to the store and the library – today’s the last day my hold on a book is good for – but I needed to take a moment since I wasn’t sure if I was going to be ill again or not.
Back to it I guess. Ugh. Oh yeah, T-5 days left to until my birthday. Rand’s mom texted me today asking if I had any plans yet and saying we should get together for lunch for it. That’s nice of her but I’m still bumming it more then anything.
I have more updates about the weekend and such but this is more then long enough as it is, so I’ll end here for now.