Yay! I lost 10 pounds!.... Wait that's a bad thing!
Here is the story of "THE BAD WEEKEND".
It all started Friday mornning at 1:30am. I wake up to a 'gang way gotta poop' thing. Only thing is it wasn't poop, it was like liquid man. eww much? Anywho go back to bed thinking it's all over. I wake up again at 2am and yay the vomit fairy came! Oh, What joy it was. So after that I call work and say I'm probably not comming in. I told the night dude that I would call back later to confirm things. Then I try to go back to sleep. 3am wake up, vomit. 3:30am poop a la not solid. 4am, scrue this, I call in sick for the first time since I start at the G spot. When I called the night dude said if I was calling in, it must be bad. Man was it ever! So of course now I have to wake dad, my driver and tell him he could have an extra hour of sleep. Course, had to wake D up to cause her alam was also set for earlier. Just after I let them know I wlecom them to the new day with the sound of me running to the bathroom to puke again.
Day 1 Spent most of the day trying to keep down water. Oranges did not agree with me. I thought I had nothing more in me so I could maybe try an orange for the first solid of the day. I took the smallest bight I could possibly take and swallowed, not even an instant later and I had to run to my friend the toilet. Later that night I call again to say that I wasn't coming in the next day.
Day 2 I was mainly usuing day 2 for a recovery day. Boy was I way off I spent that day trying to keep thing down. also called in sick for the following day
Day 3 This was my recovery day. Yay I can eat again! So this day I get a call from work wanting me to come in. I say no and they swear at me. I wonder what would have happened if I had snapped back and said.... "I've been working there for almost 2 years and this is the first time I'm calling in sick! I keep replacing everyone else and switching with whoever. But when I can't make it I can find no one to swap shifts with. THat and I don't have a ride there!" Unfortunately I did not snap and just took in the swear and the hang up. Yes, work hung up on me.
Now it is day 4 and I am back at work. I am soOo tired. My fingers are shacking with all the typing I'm doing. (work and here) Oh I forgot to mention that I'm cursed. It was about 3 years ago that I was sick the exact same way. Also the last time I was sick it was in January! Ok Cue the creapy music stuff! I hope no one else has this brought upon them......
It all started Friday mornning at 1:30am. I wake up to a 'gang way gotta poop' thing. Only thing is it wasn't poop, it was like liquid man. eww much? Anywho go back to bed thinking it's all over. I wake up again at 2am and yay the vomit fairy came! Oh, What joy it was. So after that I call work and say I'm probably not comming in. I told the night dude that I would call back later to confirm things. Then I try to go back to sleep. 3am wake up, vomit. 3:30am poop a la not solid. 4am, scrue this, I call in sick for the first time since I start at the G spot. When I called the night dude said if I was calling in, it must be bad. Man was it ever! So of course now I have to wake dad, my driver and tell him he could have an extra hour of sleep. Course, had to wake D up to cause her alam was also set for earlier. Just after I let them know I wlecom them to the new day with the sound of me running to the bathroom to puke again.
Day 1 Spent most of the day trying to keep down water. Oranges did not agree with me. I thought I had nothing more in me so I could maybe try an orange for the first solid of the day. I took the smallest bight I could possibly take and swallowed, not even an instant later and I had to run to my friend the toilet. Later that night I call again to say that I wasn't coming in the next day.
Day 2 I was mainly usuing day 2 for a recovery day. Boy was I way off I spent that day trying to keep thing down. also called in sick for the following day
Day 3 This was my recovery day. Yay I can eat again! So this day I get a call from work wanting me to come in. I say no and they swear at me. I wonder what would have happened if I had snapped back and said.... "I've been working there for almost 2 years and this is the first time I'm calling in sick! I keep replacing everyone else and switching with whoever. But when I can't make it I can find no one to swap shifts with. THat and I don't have a ride there!" Unfortunately I did not snap and just took in the swear and the hang up. Yes, work hung up on me.
Now it is day 4 and I am back at work. I am soOo tired. My fingers are shacking with all the typing I'm doing. (work and here) Oh I forgot to mention that I'm cursed. It was about 3 years ago that I was sick the exact same way. Also the last time I was sick it was in January! Ok Cue the creapy music stuff! I hope no one else has this brought upon them......