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Remeber how in my last entry I mentioned that Beth has the stomach flu, and how I hoped I didn't get it? Well, guess who did?!!
Here's my weekend:
After a WONDERFUL time at the Ucup with Mr. Eric Phipps and then spending some grand old time with Jenni, Brad, Kyle and Scott in Larzy, I went to bed at 2 am thinking: "Hey I don't have to be anywhere till 11! I'll sleep!" until Barrett wakes me up at 6:45 am and says "I have the stomach flu too, can you work for me?" and being the nice person that I am, even on 5 hours of sleep, I say yes. I go to work, and at about 2 I start to feel like shit. I leave at 4. By the time I get home, I too am puking. I spend the rest of my St. Patty's day in bed or over the toilet, with a record (for me) throwing up 7 times that evening. Even like 1 oz of Gatorade wouldn't stay down.
So Saturday I was supposed to work 3:30-7. And I asked everyone to work for me, but no sympathy. Everyone had "things to do" but the sick person still had to work...bitches. It sucked terribly. Luckily everyone showed up for the most part and it was really slow, but being around all that food, and it was sooo hot, and i had NO energy from puking my guts out and not eating for 24 hours. i probably shouldnt have even been there health code wise. But I don't call into work. So I dragged myself through it, and as soon as I got hom I was so tired that I passed out at 8 and didn't even stir until 5 am.
So this weekend was supposed to be productive. And it wasnt. However, I got the rediculous amount of sleep i needed (30+ hours in three days). So today I feel totally rested and well, other than this persisting caffiene headache because I have had to do the withdrawl thing from being sick. Only thing is for the next 3 or so days I will be eating toast, crackers, bananas, chicken broth and applesauce. Why if I don't feel sick? Well in my experience of having the stomach flu last year, uh, you think you are all better, eat normal, and then trust me. The bowels are not happy. So I'm taking care this time.
So after that detailed description of my boring weekend, I must get to work.
Here's my weekend:
After a WONDERFUL time at the Ucup with Mr. Eric Phipps and then spending some grand old time with Jenni, Brad, Kyle and Scott in Larzy, I went to bed at 2 am thinking: "Hey I don't have to be anywhere till 11! I'll sleep!" until Barrett wakes me up at 6:45 am and says "I have the stomach flu too, can you work for me?" and being the nice person that I am, even on 5 hours of sleep, I say yes. I go to work, and at about 2 I start to feel like shit. I leave at 4. By the time I get home, I too am puking. I spend the rest of my St. Patty's day in bed or over the toilet, with a record (for me) throwing up 7 times that evening. Even like 1 oz of Gatorade wouldn't stay down.
So Saturday I was supposed to work 3:30-7. And I asked everyone to work for me, but no sympathy. Everyone had "things to do" but the sick person still had to work...bitches. It sucked terribly. Luckily everyone showed up for the most part and it was really slow, but being around all that food, and it was sooo hot, and i had NO energy from puking my guts out and not eating for 24 hours. i probably shouldnt have even been there health code wise. But I don't call into work. So I dragged myself through it, and as soon as I got hom I was so tired that I passed out at 8 and didn't even stir until 5 am.
So this weekend was supposed to be productive. And it wasnt. However, I got the rediculous amount of sleep i needed (30+ hours in three days). So today I feel totally rested and well, other than this persisting caffiene headache because I have had to do the withdrawl thing from being sick. Only thing is for the next 3 or so days I will be eating toast, crackers, bananas, chicken broth and applesauce. Why if I don't feel sick? Well in my experience of having the stomach flu last year, uh, you think you are all better, eat normal, and then trust me. The bowels are not happy. So I'm taking care this time.
So after that detailed description of my boring weekend, I must get to work.