Jello and ice cream, STAT!

I hope everyone is enjoying their Memorial Day weekend.

I seem to have caught a "touch of the flu." It hit me like a mack truck on Thursday night at work--I started throwing up at 5 that evening and didn't stop until Friday afternoon around 2. (And I'm talking EVERY TEN MINUTES, guys.) I'm sparing you a lot of the details here, but suffice it to say that vomiting was not my only gastrointestinal "distress." ;) I called the doctor for some anti-nausea meds, but, of course, I couldn't keep them in my system long enough for them to work.

The throwing up stopped for a while on Saturday and I was even able to work my way up to foods like ice cream, toast and broth. (Mind you, by this time I had lost SEVEN POUNDS since Thursday night, putting me at a weight not seen since high school. My face was looking CHISELED.) But something happened and it started all over again. By this time, my stomach was just a mess from going through this for three days, I wasn't sleeping, and I was dizzy and weak. So Steve (because by this time, Mom had it too) took me to the E.R.

My blood pressure, it turns out, was **71/39.** Yeah, that's really low. LOL. "Holy crap," the nurse actually said to me. Apparently, I was quite dehydrated. So they pumped a whole lot of liquids into me, gave me morphine for the pain (whoo hoo!), put some meds into my IV line to stop the puking and sent me home around 6 this morning. The E.R. was actually short-staffed last night because I guess the nursing staff had it, too. (MY nurse, aka Holy Crap, had just gotten over it herself--she had it for FOUR DAYS.)

Finally, FINALLY, I am starting to feel better again. Plus, I got to take home a presciption for Darvacet, since my stomach muscles are still so bruised and sore from--well, I'll spare you the details on that one, too, but I'm sure you can figure it out.

As I write this, it's 3:00 on Sunday afternoon, and I think I'm going to take a shower and get out there and do SOMETHING, so I can still enjoy the last two days of my holiday weekend--looking oh-so-slim, of course. ;)

(Renee, I hope Sara's back up and around by now, too.)