Ramen yesterday night. Udon and capellini today. Tomorrow, maybe some rice vermicelli. I'm slowly working my way up the solid food chain after an unpleasant and extended interlude with viral gastroenteritis this week, when I subsisted on an exciting diet of room temperature apple juice and chicken bouillon.
At one point, I had a fever of 101.9 and dropped 7 pounds from dehydration, leading my GP to mutter the words "Emergency Room" and "intravenous drip" if the anti-nausea medication didn't allow me to keep down any fluids. (Ironically, it was one of the same drugs as I had during chemo, since I blame chemo-backwash for my seemingly unending series of infections this year.) Come to think of it, I was curled up in a ball of misery for a few days, similar to the position of this ceramic, gold-leaf gargoyle made by one of my studio-mates. (Pretty cool sculpture, huh?)
So I've been home all week, as I was both contagious and chained to my bathroom, and put off my vacation to San Francisco (I was supposed to leave yesterday -- not a good idea). Instead, I will go back to work on Monday, and save my vacation for when I am FINALLY FEELING BETTER! (Can you tell that I am sick of being sick... again?)
Wednesday night, my sweetie left for his annual 3-week diving trip to Thailand, so I will not see him until after he returns on the 24th. Right now he is somewhere en-route to Bangkok via Taipei.
And that is all the energy I have for today.
At one point, I had a fever of 101.9 and dropped 7 pounds from dehydration, leading my GP to mutter the words "Emergency Room" and "intravenous drip" if the anti-nausea medication didn't allow me to keep down any fluids. (Ironically, it was one of the same drugs as I had during chemo, since I blame chemo-backwash for my seemingly unending series of infections this year.) Come to think of it, I was curled up in a ball of misery for a few days, similar to the position of this ceramic, gold-leaf gargoyle made by one of my studio-mates. (Pretty cool sculpture, huh?)
So I've been home all week, as I was both contagious and chained to my bathroom, and put off my vacation to San Francisco (I was supposed to leave yesterday -- not a good idea). Instead, I will go back to work on Monday, and save my vacation for when I am FINALLY FEELING BETTER! (Can you tell that I am sick of being sick... again?)
Wednesday night, my sweetie left for his annual 3-week diving trip to Thailand, so I will not see him until after he returns on the 24th. Right now he is somewhere en-route to Bangkok via Taipei.
And that is all the energy I have for today.
geez - I had no idea. how can friends dote on you if you don't tell them you are sick? hope you're feeling better now.
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