Oct 16, 2009 18:43
Well, I got home - one hellish flight full of screaming children and their enabling spawners - and was delivered from the airport to the house by my #1 Son. Thanks again, m'boy.
Tonight is a solid week since I got sick initially and I still have queasy bowels. Probably ten or more liquid stools today - nothing solid. No emesis, although I feel constantly weak and fragile - as if a minimum of physical challenge would trigger some upchuck. I had a can of Glucerna [diabetic liquid meal subsitute] for breakfast and half a small burger for lunch with only the topmost of the package of french fries. My appetite has been minimal. It's one helluva way to lose weight. I have an appointment Monday morning with my primary provider to discuss.
My loving partner is still in Honolulu, still working on the project to recover and inventory and safeguard the archives and relics from the National Park of American Samoa. As of this afternoon, at least, she thinks she'll be home middle of next week.
For now, I have a low key weekend coming up. Maybe catch a movie, maybe nothing more adventuresome than doing laundry and dishes. We'll see.
It sure leaves strange memories of a getaway to an island paradise, ya know?