Sick and tired of being sick and tired
Spent most of last night in the hospital with a very bizarre case of food poisoning. No vomiting, no diarrhea, none of the usual symptoms -- just felt like my stomach was on fire and my kidneys were catching, and I hadn't had one decent piss in the last eight hours, and my dinner was sitting in my stomach like a pound of lead. They had to put an IV into me and shoot me full of Demerol just to cut the pain down.
They've got me on Vicodin right now, and the pain is definitely better. I hope it's actually going away, and not just a side effect of the medicine.
Lindsey was an absolute angel through all of this. She told me that while I was out having my CAT scan she heard some guy down the hall screaming and she almost panicked when she thought it was me.
The CAT scan and the rest of it (blood work, urine sample and all that fun shit) all came out negative. Nothing wrong with me, apparently, except one bad hot dog.
They've got me on Vicodin right now, and the pain is definitely better. I hope it's actually going away, and not just a side effect of the medicine.
Lindsey was an absolute angel through all of this. She told me that while I was out having my CAT scan she heard some guy down the hall screaming and she almost panicked when she thought it was me.
The CAT scan and the rest of it (blood work, urine sample and all that fun shit) all came out negative. Nothing wrong with me, apparently, except one bad hot dog.