Ok, I've not gone mad. My last post, although slightly alcohol fueled was supposed to sound like a film noir narration or a 1920's detective novel. I have no idea why, the mood just hit me to write a different style for once and suddenly I turned into a mack wearing 1920's private eye, scotch in one hand, cigarette in the other. Suffice to say we can be clear on one thing, the works christmas party was truly and utterly the worst party I have ever been to. I was the only man and I was dragged up to dance to Slades 'Merry Christmas Everyone' which I didn't appreciate.
Yesterday I had severe food poisoning, the worst I have ever felt, ever. I was, quite literally, being sick every 10 minutes from waking up ill at 5:30am to going to bed at 11pm. I had a headache, I had a temperature and my body was aching worse than I've ever known. I spent most of the day lay on the bathroom floor until finally giving up at 7 and having my mum call the doctor.
When we finally got everything sorted and talked through the symptoms the emergency doctor said it was definitely food poisoning and reccomended I go to the local hospital, be put on a drip and stay in overnight. Not wanting to move from the bathroom floor lest I be sick again I said I'd have to think about that one. I spent the rest of the night drinking pints of water and trying not throw up the entire pint before I could get another one down so as to rehydrate myself. Moreover, because of the dehydration my skin became worryingly dry and I got freakishly dark patches beneath my eyes.
As I said, worst day ever.
Yesterday I had severe food poisoning, the worst I have ever felt, ever. I was, quite literally, being sick every 10 minutes from waking up ill at 5:30am to going to bed at 11pm. I had a headache, I had a temperature and my body was aching worse than I've ever known. I spent most of the day lay on the bathroom floor until finally giving up at 7 and having my mum call the doctor.
When we finally got everything sorted and talked through the symptoms the emergency doctor said it was definitely food poisoning and reccomended I go to the local hospital, be put on a drip and stay in overnight. Not wanting to move from the bathroom floor lest I be sick again I said I'd have to think about that one. I spent the rest of the night drinking pints of water and trying not throw up the entire pint before I could get another one down so as to rehydrate myself. Moreover, because of the dehydration my skin became worryingly dry and I got freakishly dark patches beneath my eyes.
As I said, worst day ever.
posted by Alexander at 10:17 AM
5 Comments:
Oh what a shame. Damn th food! You missed out on another tribal gathering!
You didn't mis much secret conversations though. I first thought that you were making the wholle 'ill' thing up to avoid speaking to a certain somebody on the phone. Clearly not!
Hope you are feeling better now!
Uggh, food poisoning. I hope you're feeling better.
Sorry you had such an awful time. On the upside I imagine you lost a couple of pounds so you're entitled to guilt-free binge eating for a week.
Hope the holdiays find you and yours blessed, happy, and HEALTHY.
Merry Christmas my pirate boy.
Hope you're feeling better now.
At least (and hope) you didn't get the food poisoning over the Xmas holidays.
I hope you're all better!
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