It’s been more than a week, but my stomach is just now getting back to normal.
Last Wednesday night when I got home from work, I was rummaging around the kitchen figuring out what to make for dinner but thinking, “Hey, my tummy doesn’t feel so hot.” Within ten minutes I was thinking about skipping dinner. Within thirty minutes I was aware I was either coming down with some kind of nasty stomach bug or food poisoning.
Turned out to be food poisoning. For the next 12 hours I puked like it was the end of the world. It sure felt like it. I was still going even though there was nothing left — had to drink water just so I could have something to throw up.
Nasty? You bet. I dipped my toes into the hot tub of hell, my friends, and Satan bit one of my toes off.
Still haven’t figured out exactly what the culprit was, but I have some ideas.
A word of thanks to my next door neighbor who was kind enough to run to the store for me to pick up some essentials on hell night. And the next night I discovered the joys of Yummy.com.