This is the conversation between me and my last patient of the day Friday...
LP: Thank you so much for seeing me today. Is everyone else coming in for the same thing? Sinuses? It's this weather!
Me: Yeah, that and a very bad stomach virus.
LP: What? What are the symptoms?
Me: Going to the bathroom and throwing up constantly for 24 hours. Fever, Exhaustion etc.
LP: OMG! I'm glad I don't have that!
Me: Oh me too! I've been praying I won't get it since I work front desk ya know.
LP: Yeah really!
You know what happens right? Right? Yep, you're right.
I ate dinner around 8 last night and by 9 my stomach began to swell. I swear I looked about 4 months pregnant. I was belching and felt very sick and weak. I laid down at 10:30 thinking I had just ate way, way too much since I was on the phone at dinner. I woke up at 11:30 and began throwing up. I hate throwing up. I fucking hate throwing up. I really, really hate throwing up. I was up every hour running to the bathroom. At 7 I had to drive the younger kid to school (remember I was babysitting this weekend, too!) and came home and slept until I had to pick him up. I picked him up and dropped him off and came home. My 15minute drive home lasted 45 minutes because I was so dizzy and weak and had to pull over to throw up. I came home and crashed. I have had less than a handful of oyster crackers and less than a can of sprite since last night. I am just now able to sit up for a few minutes without feeling so bad.
I had so much to do this weekend, however it looks like non of it is getting done. Thank goodness its the weekend, cause I hate taking off work.
I'll try to catch up with everyone tomorrow, it's time to lay back down again.