Monday, February 22, 2010

out of the house

today I went outside.

I also got dressed (in something other than pjs or sweats) and went to work. I was at work all day!! AND we did errands after that.

We got home quite late and I'm pretty tired at the moment but still, tired is terrific because I'm not sick. I know I'll feel a little weak and tired for a few more days but the difference between today and last Monday, well I can't describe it.

Being healthy is so much better than being sick. I'm going to try to not get sick again and stay as healthy as I possibily can because I never want to go through that again.


Friday, February 19, 2010

a good day

wow, what a difference a day makes.

last night, slept all the way through the night. I'm not even sure that I moved at all.

today, ate bland meals but still, actual solid food including scrambled egg and melon!

feel really weak but otherwise good. cannot believe that I missed this entire week at work, looking forward to getting back to a normal routine again on Monday.

it is my hope that I never ever have norwalk or whatever that was again, it was without doubt, the sickest I have ever been in my life.

thanks so much everyone for your good wishes and helpful tips of how to get through this. I guess it takes a village to battle bugs!

Thursday, February 18, 2010

keeping fingers crossed

went to bed last night feeling hopeful that I'd be back to work today. 2 hours into my sleep, I awoke after having had weird dreams (lots and lots of them) and a seriously lurching stomach. I thought I'd try to ignore it but realized that I couldn't. I jumped out of bed, woke up Sam (who was sleeping very sweetly at the foot of our bed, blocking my path to the bathroom), ran into the bathroom and puked. and then I puked some more, and some more, and more after that.

so much for feeling better huh?? the puking was new addition to the bug and I'm thinking it was because I actually tried to eat solid food yesterday. today I was back on the soda crackers and fluids. tonight I had delicious home made chicken soup with more crackers for my dinner. the only real food I had all day. obviously didn't make it into the office again today. won't be going in again tomorrow. I've been almost 10 hours without being sick and they say you shouldn't go out amongst the living until you've been 48 hours without being sick. that puts me to Saturday and that will have been a week since I started feeling ill.

happily, at the moment, I just feel very weak and tired. also, I feel terrible about the amount of time I've missed from work this week. this afternoon I did speak with a colleague though and she was very happy to hear that I not going into the office tomorrow, none of them want this anymore than I did.

so tonight, in a moment actually, I'll head off to bed with cautious optimism that I won't have to make a midnight dash to the loo this evening. wouldn't that be loverly?

Wednesday, February 17, 2010


I woke up this morning feeling hungry. hungry. like for food. actual food, toast. for breakfast I had toast and sprite and watched The Philadelphia Story from under the covers.

I felt pretty good this afternoon, much better than I had in days. Right now, I feel weak and very tired and a little nauseous. My thought is that it's that end of the day thing. You know how when you're sick and the day winds down, your body just starts to shut down? Yeah, that thing.

With any luck though, I'll be back at work tomorrow, at least for a while. I haven't been out of the house since Saturday, it's about time I returned to the land of the living.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


the sickness lingers on.

for the past 48 hours I have felt absolutely horrible. for the past 36 hours or so I've been running to the bathroom at very close intervals. some intervals were a little too close for comfort. For the past couple of hours the intervals have been increasing, although my giant meal of chicken noodle soup (the only thing besides a couple of soda crackers) has once again caused some upset.

obviously, I could not go to work today. I'm super tired and a little dizzy, I'm trying to drink water, diet sprite and sport drink (in small amounts) because I don't want to get dehydrated but it's tough. my hands are super dry too from all of the extra washing. fortunately, I found a 3 pack of lysol wipes so we've been wiping handles and knobs easily. the dogs aren't happy about the new no kissing rule or the closed doors in the bathrooms. Mark had a bit of a relapse this morning (which worked out okay from a work point of view because his cab went into the shop for some repair work today). I'm pretty much convinced that this is norwalk.

I hope it goes away soon. it's exhausting and horrible and I really want to get back to work. time off when you're this ill is no fun.

Monday, February 15, 2010

not dead yet

Last night I was pretty sure that I would die in the night sometime. I actually started telling Mark where the insurance stuff was, I felt that bad.

All weekend, I've had a weird headache. Sort of like a pressure on my forehead. It got so bad yesterday afternoon that I fell asleep with the dogs for two hours. When I woke up I felt a little better, we had dinner and I didn't feel so horrible.

While watching some tv, I started to feel sick. That aching horrible feeling that you know is just not good. I decided to have a shower before bed, to hopefully make me feel better. Big mistake. When I got out of the shower, I sat on the edge of my bed and Gracie sat at my feet looking up at me as if to say, "you look like shit."

I felt like it too. Eventually, I was able to get ready for bed and get under the covers. I turned the tv on and listened to it while I waited for Mark to come up from downstairs (he was doing some stuff on his computer in the basement). I guess part of me knew I was going to die if I could still laugh - I always laugh out loud when Fry says "Shields at maximum Yarnell" in the "love and rocket" episode of Futurama. I could not get warm though (I was under 2 comforters and a fuzzy blanket and was still cold). Zach and Miri were on demand so I put that on while I shivered under the covers.

All night I was either too hot or too cold and didn't sleep much at all. I've been up for ages and am still feeling really shitty. Probably going to head back to bed soon. In a way, it's surprising that I've not been sick before now, given that everyone around me has been sick, including Mark. I just would have preferred to not have spent the long weekend feeling like this.

Friday, February 12, 2010

just sitting

on the sofa

not watching the olympics

just half watching Sam as he snoozes on the floor near my feet.

He lays next to the magical ball which is full of kibble.

The trick to unleashing the kibble is to push it along the floor with your nose until the kibble pops out.

Gracie has it figured out. She's a smartie. She pushes the ball gently along until the kibble pops out and she eats it. Sammy is fascinated by this. He grabs the odd piece but has not yet put the pushing of the ball together with the releasing of the kibble.

At this moment, he is smiling at the ball. I think he's willing it to pay out but it won't, not without some help. Gracie just walked past it on her way toward Mark, she's not helping him with his snack dilemma.

...not tonight anyway.