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I will start with the fact that food poisoning is about one of the most not so entirely pleasant, unfun things in life one can experience. I think that is about the most miserable I have been for the shortest amount of time ever as far as sicknesses go....course when you feel as though you 're dying it doesn't exactly seem so short. Overall it was really only 6 days...4 of which were really obnoxiously horrid. At some point in there it seemed to be an entire system failure and I told attentive, entirely sympathetic husband my body needed a reset button. If ever one thing led to another to another this was it. Dehydration led to migraine. And then due to the fact I couldn't move for two days I nursed on my side which led to a clogged duct since I never changed positions. But since I was already on antibiotics for bronchitis it never turned into mastitis....not that I really would've noticed at that point. And then I was told I absolutely had to start eating again at some point or this whole process would just be a vicious cycle the lack of food became a detriment rather than an asset to the whole thing. When it went from being just a stomach virus on steroids to blood entering the picture we both knew at that point something was really just kind of wrong. I lost my appetite Monday night and attempted food for the first time again Saturday...and that was 3 pieces of toast, some probiotic yogurt with probiotic supplements and some gatorade...food of which I have never in my life been so proud to say I ingested. I was actually a bit excited about getting on the scale. I figured that'd be about the fastest weight loss ever known to mankind and I'd see some 10 lb 6 day drop. But, much to my dismay, I weighed the exact same crapped out thing I did when I started the whole thing. Still not so sure how that one worked out. Everybody has their starvation mode theories but common sense just screams that if you don't eat you're just going to lose weight. You can't go without food for days on end and maintain cattle scale status....but somehow I managed to accomplish that feat. Brad is quite adamant that it's due to all of the IV fluid I've had going but that theory doesn't exactly pan out either due to the fact I dehydrate again in a mere 24 hours, if not less. And when I say dehydrate...it's not exactly the "I'm thirsty" kind. It's the "I can have 2-3 bags of fluid and not pee afterwards for 24 hours" kind. I can safely say after this experience that I don't ever wish to experience this one again.----------------
I couldn't have asked for more in a husband than what I had throughout it all. He continues to amaze me. Just when I think I certainly could not have it any better he rises to the task at hand, lays himself down, meets every need he knows I will have before I ever have them and loves me in ways that only true fairytale love could. Husband turned bedside nurse told me over and again how absolutely beautiful I was throughout it all. He stated that I was by far and most definitely the prettiest sick patient he'd ever attended to. That is some serious true love there. It did, however, make me feel a bit Audrey Hepburnish. If food poisoning could ever be romantic it'd be the deathly ill girl with the long flowing hair swirled all over the pillow melodramatically with the fever flushed cheeks and the chapsticked lips with the desperately in love man standing by her side meeting every need she ever had....minus the 2 smiley babies and naked two year old with the wild crazy hair piled up in bed with the sick girl. With the load he was carrying of both children and running water plant I refrained from saying anything or eluding to how bad I felt but after this many years of marriage I didn't have to say anything for him to know....and I love that about him. Of course, when you can't get out of bed for 2 entire days it becomes a bit apparent....especially around here. How very grateful I am for older children who can keep a house running even when I cannot. Kitchen stayed clean, laundry was done and floor stayed picked up. And while Brad was traveling with Grayson, Garrison and Grant Evye was able to manage everything astoundingly well. She and Aubrey managed the little ones that were home, made meals, brought babies to me to nurse, changed diapers, gave bottles and managed to keep the house running and presentable. Pretty impressive.________
The only downside to having a husband that runs your entirely rural tiny town water plant would be that if he doesn't show up to run it you...and the other 220 people in town.....drink contaminated river water for the day. So, while I was laying under 22 layers of covers shivering so violently my teeth chattered and drifting in and out of sleep he was running back and forth between plant and bedside meeting my every need. His patience with me is one of the sweetest gifts in life. And while he had to work and leave throughout it all I respected him for it and he continued to return home for me, checking in every spare moment he had.------------------
Despite the many bags of IV fluid my body still does not really want to stay hydrated. So, I have until tomorrow to do it on my own and keep it within or we'll do yet more IV's until I'm actually back up and running. Still kinda hard to want to eat or drink anything and keep it within once I do...but everything that was causing blood to show up in places blood should never in a lifetime be finally quit.....so, we're on the right track!------------------
And I worked out Monday even when I didn't feel good but by Tues things were going downhill pretty swiftly so I lost an entire week. That was pretty irritating.....or really, a lot irritating. I've been told not to work out again until I'm back to eating normally and everything has returned to normal as far as body goes. Not sure how long that'll be at the rate I'm going...seems a bit slow right now....but maybe by Tuesday. Kind of frustrating.-----------------
But, it could've been much worse. And really it could've been a lot longer. When I was 10 I had pneumonia, typhoid fever and petroleum disease (not called that anymore but I can't remember what they renamed it) from swimming in a green slimy pool at Bible camp. It lasted 3 months, I was hospitalized for some of it and had to have blood drawn daily for 3 weeks and then every other day for another 6 weeks. I was seriously sick. Then the miscarriage was awful in and of itself and that lasted 13 weeks. So, this definitely rates in the top 3 worst sicknesses ever but it was by far the shortest of them all...and for that, I am entirely grateful in every regard. I like short.-----------------
Thanks to the OLIVE GARDEN our date night was remembered long after it was enjoyed. Really makes you reconsider ever eating out again. But then I know me and I love eating out way too much to let one episode alter the rest of life. Recouping is slow going but on to health and wellness and life again!
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