Holy hell, yesterday was very hectic. Work was okay, it’s the slow season so the office seems to calm down quite a bit. I went out to eat with my two bosses, there’s a Mexican restaurant right down the street from us that has some fabulous food. After that, the afternoon went by kind of quickly.
A couple hours before it was time to clock out and head home, my stomach started cramping. Honestly, I brushed it off. The pain wasn’t horrible,and my Crohns Disease has been making itself known lately.
Either way, I skipped dinner at home purely because I wasn’t hungry. I went to bed early, only to wake up an hour later severely nauseated. It reminded me of being pregnant, the thought crossed my mind that maybe I had food poisoning from lunch… The mental image of my lunch plate sent me running to the bathroom.
The vomiting didn’t stop and I was pretty convinced it was food poisoning so we all piled in the car to go to my ER. Forwarding though all the hospitals make Sarah grumpy thing, I have another obstruction. An NG tube and some morphine later, I’m feeling a bit better.
Ryan and Noodle had left for a bit, but they came back for a little while before Noodle goes with one of her teachers for sleepovers.
My kid’s a tough cookie, while that makes me happy, it still makes me a tiny teensy bit down. Sure she misses me if I get sick… But she also knows she gets to have sleepovers and be spoiled, which doesn’t happen much at our home.
So while she bounces out to have a great time, I miss her. Ahh well, we’ll do something together in a couple of days when I’m back on my feet.
Tomorrow I get to sit down with my doctor and literally argue with him over what medications I will *not* be on. Hopefully that goes better than expected and I can go back to grumping about early morning blood draws. Either way I’m beat. Time to try and get some sleep.