Tummy Troubles

mood: wary
music: "Drops of Jupiter" by Train is in my head...remember that song?!
random word: snufflupagus

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Food poisoning is no fun.

Saturday night, after a Starbucks date with Sara, I went to bed feeling a little gross, thinking "I probably shouldn't drink frappuccinos - they always make me feel icky," and a couple of hours later, at around 2:30 am, I woke up violently shaking and really, really nauseous. I then proceeded to spend the next four hours puking my guts out in the bathroom and crying and shaking on the floor as I tried to cover myself with towels to stay warm. Really, really, really awful. I eventually woke up my dad, who kept giving me ice cubes to suck on (since I couldn't keep down even a sip of water, which was terrible since it was like 90 degrees out and this was the day after my race and so I was already super-dehydrated let alone the fact that all substance was being evacuated from my body) and helped me get a couple of hours of sleep. The next day, I couldn't eat a thing, and it was about twelve hours before I could even sip water. I was too dizzy and faint and out-of-it to read or watch TV, which made for a really lonely boring day. Yesterday I did a little better - I had a piece of toast and a cookie and a couple of bites of watermelon and I felt somewhat like a human. I watched ten (count 'em, ten) episodes of Will & Grace, subsequently missed Kevin a lot, and sent Arabic online greeting cards to Cata. Today, I woke up really, really hungry, but nothing tastes good yet. *sigh* At least I'm able to walk around without getting dizzy.

I'm still not sure exactly what happened. It makes sense that it would be food poisoning, at least as far as the symptoms go - my dad (who had food poisoning about a year ago) predicted the timetable of exactly how I would feel over the course of the last few days. I can't pinpoint what food caused it; I only know that I started feeling shitty after the frappuccino, although Sara (who had the same thing) didn't get sick. Also, Michelle is home from school today after being sick to her stomach, and although her symptoms seem a lot different, I'm wondering whether I actually had something contagious.

Either way, I'm finally getting back in the swing of things, although I'm opting to take it slow and not make the three-and-a-half hour trip up to Union today (would you believe that boy is still not home?!) Not sure if I'm going to be running or gardening a whole lot this week, but hopefully I'll get some reading/unpacking/study-abroad stuff done. I miss all you kids!