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| A neat picture at Allan's Beach after some drizzle. |
Four days with the stomach flu away from home may have me down, but I'm not out. All I can say is that I'm thankful that I'm not 20 meters down the hall from a locked dormitory bathroom. I've gotta hand it to what ever bug this was, it was a formidable match for my immune system. For a while there I wasn't sure I was going to make it. Every stabbing stomach convulsion took another big hit on my morale as I started to wonder if it was, in fact, just a bug. Bugs, to me, were day long endeavors maybe with the sniffles or a bit of a sore throat. If those are bugs this was a mutant tarantula. I was still in pretty poor shape as I nestled into bed last night but with the help of some "gastrosoothe" the urgent care doctor gave me that night, I managed to sleep through the night. Things were still pretty miserable this morning and then around 3 pm the tide turned. I got out of bed, took a shower, and put on jeans for the first time since Monday. I was a new man. Sitting up was finally bearable and I could change positions or get up and get things across the room with incredible ease. At dinner, I ate some potatoes and after letting that settle even moved on to the lemon and herb chicken roast my flatmate made. I still am debating whether that was a good idea or not but I was just feeling so good at the time, and that chicken smelled soooo darn tasty. I'm confident that I have crossed to the other side but I haven't stopped being grateful for the better health I'm feeling now (although only at probably 75%) just in case the "mutant tarantula" virus decides to come back and humble me again. Every time I finally get over an illness, I seem to be saying, "I will never take health for granted again." But eventually, it just becomes a part of my everyday life and my concern turns to never getting quite enough sleep, or the 2,000 word paper staring me in the eye, or why the heck my computer isn't cooperating as well as I would like it to. I can't imagine people living with diseases for numerous years or a life time. From now on, I will pray more for people with poor health. It sure makes living a whole lot more difficult. Especially once you have to pay for it. And now, it is time for me to try to sleep despite a very loud British accent version of Hey-Ya being sung in the flat next door. Thanks again for reading. Sending love your way.
And how are you now. I'm so sorry to hear you were so sick. Are you sure it wasn't food poisoning? Let us know how you"re feeling before you leave for Australia. Take care of yourself. Love Mom
ReplyDeletehmmm now that you mention it, it might have been food poisoning. The doctors all told me I would have gotten it in a matter of hours since eating the food but there's this one type that has a 2-4 day incubation period and produces all the symptoms I've had. I ate some questionable chicken Saturday night that I didn't realize was questionable until I had already had quite a bit. Another one of my flatmates got it and he was the one who cooked it and the only other person that ate it that night. Although his incubation period would be a little bit longer than that range. Anyway, this website said it usually lasts shorter than a week and is non-life threatening so I should be in the clear soon. My stomach is still gurgling but the stabbing pains and frequent bathroom runs have stopped and slowed down, respectively. I'm planning on leaving tomorrow morning, I don't really have a choice if I still want to go to Australia, so hopefully I continue to feel better. Love you.
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