Friday, August 26, 2011
Dear Virus, please expire.
Last Wednesday night I spiked a fever, then got the sweats, then threw up, then got the squirts. It was hell, and I felt just awful. So now it's more than a week later and I have to come home early from work because I'm running a fever again. In fact, I've pretty much had a fever almost every day since last Wednesday. I think there should be an automatic "you've suffered enough" expiration date on all illnesses. I've also decided that besides the death of a loved one and perhaps a nasty break-up with the love of your life that vomiting is one of the worst human experiences. I could live a thousand more lifetimes and not ever need to do it again. Every time I throw up another food item gets scratched off my eat list. This time it was Zaxby's chicken (that I'd pulled out of the fridge, leftover). Once before it was spaghetti - I still remember puking so forcefully that whole noodles came out my nose. Red Lobster was crossed off the list when I was 21. What will it be next? However, I must say that this virus - this god awful bug - prompted me to eat something I probably haven't eaten in 20 years...Campbell's chicken noodle soup. I have no idea why except that I lost more than 5 pounds in one day and was starving so bad that my stomach was about to digest itself...and I was at work and desperate. I kept it down. Healthy and cheap my dad would say...if I gave him the satisfaction of telling him! :)