food poisoning, my long lost nemesis
It really has been a long time since I have written. So long that I didn't even have my blog listed in mozilla's browser. So what's been going on? Well, a lot. Today not much has gone on except the regular, violent expulsion of everything I have eaten in 24 hours, bookended by sleeping fitfully, shivering, drinking coke and eating 5 crackers. I have been literally laid low, and I suspect my McDonald's cheeseburgers as the evil culprits for this abrupt change of plans. Initially, we were going to take a fun family trip to Washington today, to see dinosaur bones up close and bugs and the hope diamond and all that, then eat dinner with our dear friend Ed. Instead, D and A went to the movies with pop-pop, took walks, played Mario, and periodically came up to see me as I mumbled for more coke. I also played Sudoku on the Brain Age Game, which was gratifying until nausea kept me from concentrating.
Right now things are starting to improve. I could still sleep for another 3 days straight, but I don't feel that imminent unpleasantness that I had all day.
The last time I had this unfortunate illness was almost exactly 10 years ago, right before my wedding. Fast food (wendy's? taco bell? I don't go to either anymore) was the catalyst, and I was filled with both misery and a determination to go to my job interview in Virginia. I'm a nutcase, really, but I managed to find the school after some epic DC traffic, arrived 45 minutes late, near tears, and praying the entire time that the principal would not become privy to my previous day's menu. I was green and lifeless as I explained my animated teaching style, showed my portfolio, and reluctantly toured the beautiful building, hardly taking in the enormous light-filled classroom, stocked art materials, 6 sinks!!!!, and long hallways begging to be filled with children's artwork. I got out of there as quickly as possible, sure that I had bombed the interview, and went to see D, as we were picking out wedding bands that day. One whiff of burnt coffee in the office hallway and I was done. I spent the rest of the day curled up under D's desk, like some travesty of a pet dog, while D introduced his future wife to some very confused colleagues. Quite a memorable day, even more surprising that I actually got the job, and lost 5 pounds! The wedding dress fit very well indeed, and D and I spent our honeymoon, among other activities, totally gorging ourselves on food. It felt like I had never properly appreciated eating before, never had omelettes and corn bread and french toast tasted so divine. Sigh. Maybe this week I can have a similar epiphany, but not right now.
More later on our Easter/Good Friday fun, my week-long coughing fit, my impending trip to texas, etc. I think I may have been stressed as well, and exhausted. I still am a bit. Good night!
Right now things are starting to improve. I could still sleep for another 3 days straight, but I don't feel that imminent unpleasantness that I had all day.
The last time I had this unfortunate illness was almost exactly 10 years ago, right before my wedding. Fast food (wendy's? taco bell? I don't go to either anymore) was the catalyst, and I was filled with both misery and a determination to go to my job interview in Virginia. I'm a nutcase, really, but I managed to find the school after some epic DC traffic, arrived 45 minutes late, near tears, and praying the entire time that the principal would not become privy to my previous day's menu. I was green and lifeless as I explained my animated teaching style, showed my portfolio, and reluctantly toured the beautiful building, hardly taking in the enormous light-filled classroom, stocked art materials, 6 sinks!!!!, and long hallways begging to be filled with children's artwork. I got out of there as quickly as possible, sure that I had bombed the interview, and went to see D, as we were picking out wedding bands that day. One whiff of burnt coffee in the office hallway and I was done. I spent the rest of the day curled up under D's desk, like some travesty of a pet dog, while D introduced his future wife to some very confused colleagues. Quite a memorable day, even more surprising that I actually got the job, and lost 5 pounds! The wedding dress fit very well indeed, and D and I spent our honeymoon, among other activities, totally gorging ourselves on food. It felt like I had never properly appreciated eating before, never had omelettes and corn bread and french toast tasted so divine. Sigh. Maybe this week I can have a similar epiphany, but not right now.
More later on our Easter/Good Friday fun, my week-long coughing fit, my impending trip to texas, etc. I think I may have been stressed as well, and exhausted. I still am a bit. Good night!
posted by mk at 11:22 PM
3 Comments:
Daaang, girl! Hope you feel better soon!
Ooh, food poisoning is terrible! I have experienced it at least twice, myself, racking up mind numbing vomit statistics (over 20 times!) It is interesting that it doesn't take many days before the suffering of sickness becomes a good story--a vantage point from which to admire ones own ability to survive.
Aw man, well that totally blows chunks. Sorry, I thought maybe you'd be feeling better now, and could get a chuckle out of that. No? Well, I do hope you are feeling better. :)
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