Still Ill
What goes around comes around. It seems i am the (un)lucky recipient of Lil' Matt/directorbear's stomach virus. At first i thought it might be food poisoning from the steak at that fancy french restaurant the night before last, but that doesn't usually have an 8-hour delay. my tummy was kinda rumbly when i got to work yesterday morning, but nothing too terrible. my coffee was ok, i guess, but i didn't want anything to do with that roll i'd bought. Hint #1, i suppose. About 10 or so, we had a minor glitch with the production system and a fix that the tech team was supposed to implement on Monday evening didn't get implemented ("we didn't get a reminder") and it was doing what i knew it would do without it. So i got these guys spread between St Louis, Chicago and California all talking to each other and then i couldn't hold out anymore. i knew the inevitable was about to happen so i bolted towards the men's room.
i got in the handicapped stall and stared into the bowl and started salivating. You know the feeling. Not wanting to delay the inevitable i tried to help it along. Of course, that's the downside of training to suppress your gag reflex, but after shoving the better part of my fist down my throat, i finally got a bit going. "Oh, not too bad...", i thought. Then it all came and spread out beyond the bowl hitting the divider and splashing on the floor. The quick movement of a shoe caught my eye which was when i noticed that there was someone next door. "Sorry", i gagged out. "No problem," he said as he quickly got his act together and got out of there. It was quite a mess. i mean, how long does dinner stay in your stomach anyway? i could practically take inventory. Fortunately, i didn't get anything on myself.
So i made it back to my cube, the crisis was solved and the fix was in. i did a few more things and came home. That's when the fever started and it hit 103 at some point in the afternoon. Matt had come home from having his tooth pulled and he was doing pretty damned good. So instead of him needing nursing, it was me. i was in and out the rest of the evening and on into the night. The fever had broken, but my stomach wasn't to be ignored. i was up every two hours all night. i even called Lil' Matt about 4am. So i'm hanging out today. i tried to read some LJ, but i'm not up for reading. i haven't read hardly any in the past week. i wish i had some time. i wish i didn't have this. Oh well, i'm a tough ol' bear and i'll get behind it soon enough.