I’m highly contagious. Please wash your hands after reading this blog post. 😉
I’ve been quarantined all week. When I did venture out to the store to get bottled water, crackers & chicken broth I wore a protective scarf and gloves to keep my mouth & hands covered.
I did the same when I went to the Emergency Room – as much for MY protection as theirs. The lady being treated in the next bed over had Strep Throat. Ack! As a total germophobe, ER is one of the last places on this planet I enjoy “traveling” to. 😛
The CDC calls the Norovirus a travelers disease. It can be transmitted through people, or through contaminated food or water. Lovely! I can’t be 100% sure this is what struck me, but it seems the most likely culprit.
Of course this would have to happen right about the time I finally dipped below 150 pounds, achieving my big weight loss goal. 😐 Such is life, hey? 😛
Something is obviously wrong with me. The jitters, acute abdominal pain, nausea, extreme hot/cold sweats, bad dreams and insomnia, feeling edgy and having no focus. Then there was the violently sick stomach on Monday night, with the pain ever since. It’s possible there is something seriously wrong. I guess I’ve had a very real concern over it to go so far as to prepare a “go bag” for the hospital…
I thought it would pass. I tried to ride it out. I could tell I had a low grade temp from the bone-chilling shakes and hot sweats, and just feeling icky all over.
I was going through lotion and chapstick like a mad woman – literally, applying both every 10 minutes – and sucking down cold water and hot broth too. Dehydration setting in, no doubt. I finally had no choice but to take myself to the Emergency Room. My doctor encouraged me to go late Tuesday afternoon, but it wasn’t until Thursday morning (when my fever started to rise) that I finally gave in.
They did extensive testing, drew 4 vials of blood and took 3 x-rays, and ultimately decided I’m in amazing health… and that it must be viral. The hot/cold sweats, insomnia, night terrors, intense pain, nausea, etc made for a MISERABLE week.
I’ve been on oats, crackers & broth for days. I am NOT looking forward to the restart & keto flu after this! 🙁
This was worse than any food poisoning I’ve ever experienced. The abdominal pain was the most miserable (and scary) part. I was hardly able to move for a few days. Oddly everything was “working” just fine, so I’m not sure what was up with the pain with this thing, unless it’s just terrible inflammation – which would match the bloat & heat in my abdomen, and the symptoms for the Norovirus (aka viral gastroenteritis) which includes inflammation of the intestines. NOT.FUN.
Between the pain and the fever, sleep didn’t come easy.
I woke up every hour or so, sleeping at most a bit over 3 hours at any one time. I had intense nightmares and woke up feeling startled – either drenched in sweat, or shaking so hard it hurt. I felt edgy, shaky, sore, and… scared.
Often I just curled up in a ball with my eyes closed tight waiting for the wave of nausea to pass.
I track my sleep patterns on my FitBit.
They gave me phenergan at the hospital, which helped with the nausea – and also calmed me way down.
They advised me to stick to the crackers & oats, drink plenty of water, and of course rest as much as I could. Which is exactly what I did.
I am up 5 pounds as of today. I don’t really see it, and I’m guessing it’s mainly just water weight and bloating. I’m not worried about it. I threw my vanity out the window for the sake of getting well. 😉 😛 Of course I did TRY to stick to low carb foods at first, until even the thought of meat or eggs or even a vegetable started turning my stomach in a way that just was not helping the cause.
I finally slept 5 solid hours last night, and another 4 solid hours this afternoon – which is a good sign. I’m aiming to get back to my healthy low carb diet tomorrow, and hope to start exercising again too – though I have to make sure the pain is completely gone before I do, as I don’t want to aggravate any lingering inflammation. No rush.
I do feel better. Not well, but definitely better.
This was a scary experience, especially the moments the room started spinning and I was sure I was going to pass smooth out. It’s those moments that being home alone makes you realize how… alone you are.
I tried to be prepared. I packed a “go bag” in case I ended up in the hospital. I had a “walk out the door list” which included extra food & water for the danes, hiding a key in case I needed to call on someone to check on them, etc, etc, etc.
It was definitely not fun. I’m just glad to be on the better side of it now, and calmly recovering with the worst of it behind me.
In the most beautiful timing, we had a massive snow storm this week here in Tennessee. It was cosmic really. A sick day, a snow day, curled up in a big fuzzy sweater just watching the fluffy flakes fall and cover the ground while I sipped on a mug of hot chicken broth. Beautiful. 🙂
What about you – how’s your week going? I’m finally up and around a bit, and would love to catch up with you…
p.s. I was quite happy to get such a glowing health report on Thursday, despite feeling my worst. 🙂 That was good news!