Today I puked in this vacant lot:
And them hopefully surmised that breakfast wasn't sitting well with me and that I was good to go ahead and eat lunch. At a Thai restaurant. Yes. It was delicious going down but terrible coming back up a few hours later.
Then the aches and chills began and feeling shaky and dehydrated. The hubs attempted to get in contact with the urgent care I went to back home just over a week ago (we are at the in-laws) but they didn't get back to us within 45 minutes so we went to a local urgent care. My blood pressure was super low, they said not eating/not keeping anything down can do that to ya and warned that I could end up in the ER.
After the obligatory waiting I got more Zofran; less nausea and aches and chills for a bit but I'm feeling the aches and chills coming back at the moment.
In other news, I saw my younger self on the wall of Walgreen's as we pulled up to get my prescription (sucks for them being open til 10:00 pm but we were sure happy for it). Here's what I looked like a wee one:
I stood next to it but ya can hardly see me. Little different around the eyes, just barely but boy, it really looks like my baby pics!
So. We shall see what evening brings and what I can eat, so far I have half a bowl of old Corn Flakes with almond milk and three Fig Newtons to my stomach's name. Nursing the Gatorade and hoping for a solid night's sleep.
Oh, and still battling The Constipation. My life is just scrumptious lately.
U G H