The past few days have been tough. I'm still recovering from a violent bout with food poisoning, and I have yet to feel normal. While sick in bed during the worst of it, on Sunday, I felt like I was dying. It was such an awful feeling. I had constant nausea coupled with waves of vomiting. At the rate I was expelling everything I had eaten over the past several days, it was only a matter of time before I began throwing up food I hadn't eaten yet. My body seemed to be rejecting life as I knew it. The only positives seemed to be the abs of steel I was developing with the number of times I up-chucked, and the fact that I was losing a few pounds of water as my body became more and more dehydrated.
So, life has not returned to normal for our household. My wonderful daughter continues to take care of me. I attempted to get back to work, but that didn't turn out so well. I was miserable, and only made it through half the day. I do feel a little better than before. I'm eating solid food again, though only bland things, like crackers and soup. I'm sleeping better, and that helps pass the time. Before, I found myself hallucinating when I tried to sleep, and I was up every few hours anyway. Now I can sleep for longer periods of time.
I'm anxious to get back to writing regularly, but I just haven't been up to it other than short updates.
Have a great evening, everyone.