tummy saga, chapter 46,792
Sep. 23rd, 2004 07:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swingchickielast night was really scary.
the day had started out great... i had some nice sales calls in chinatown, lunched with 2 co-workers at a yummy hot pot place (i'd never been to a hot pot restaurant before), and bought a gorgeous fake coach bag from an old chinese lady on the street for $40. the weather was gorgeous, and it was just turning into a really nice day. the evening's plans were great too -- a co-worker of mine is transferring to arizona, which is a shame, but we were throwing her a goodbye party at another co-worker's new house. i couldn't wait to see everyone in a non-work setting, and to see the beautiful new place. the party was a lot of fun, everyone was relaxed and laughing and, surprisingly, barely talking about work. everyone had brought snacks (i had ordered 2 gourmet cakes from a local bakery), and like a good girl i took a lactaid before i ate some dip, so that i wouldn't have any problems.
about 2 hours into the party, i started to feel "off". and not the typical tummy upset i get, but more like the pain/nausea thing in my solar plexus that i had all last week. i lasted another half hour, and then had to leave the party early because i was just feeling really wierd. by the time i got home an hour later, not only was i dealing with the stomach stuff, but i was starting to feel feverish. i went right to bed, figuring that lying down would start to calm my stomach. well, the hot feeling was getting stronger and stronger, so i went into the bathroom... and barely recognized myself in the mirror. my eyes were puffy and ringed in dark circles, and my entire face, neck and chest were a dark, almost purplish red. it looked like i had a raging sunburn. and the skin all over my body, even where it wasn't red, was really hot to the touch. i took my temperature -- only 98 degrees. hmmmm. i got back into bed with cold washcloths for my face, to try to cool things off. i had to lie straight on my back without moving, because every time i switched position, the nausea rolled over me again. finally after about 2 hours, i fell asleep, with my cellphone next to my bed in case things got worse and i needed to go to the hospital. but by the time i woke up around 1am, everything was gone -- the nausea, the pain, the flushing. it was the oddest thing.
while i was lying there covered in cold, wet washcloths, i thought about what i'd do if i went to the hospital. they always ask for a contact to call... whose name would i give them? i mean, my parents are in philly. so's peter. can't call the ex. and my friends all have early-morning jobs, so having them rush to the hospital for me would mean killing their day at work the next day. and i realized, wow... there's no-one to call if i go to the ER. that actually happened to me years ago -- i got rushed to the hospital for something and they kept me overnight, and when i went home the next day my friends were like, "you were in the hospital???" i just stayed there by myself, because there was no point in bothering anyone when i knew i'd be out in a day or two. kinda lonely, but practical. ::shrug::
i was planning on going dancing tonight. let's see if the body can hold up, i'm tired of sounding like an old woman with all my health issues.
the day had started out great... i had some nice sales calls in chinatown, lunched with 2 co-workers at a yummy hot pot place (i'd never been to a hot pot restaurant before), and bought a gorgeous fake coach bag from an old chinese lady on the street for $40. the weather was gorgeous, and it was just turning into a really nice day. the evening's plans were great too -- a co-worker of mine is transferring to arizona, which is a shame, but we were throwing her a goodbye party at another co-worker's new house. i couldn't wait to see everyone in a non-work setting, and to see the beautiful new place. the party was a lot of fun, everyone was relaxed and laughing and, surprisingly, barely talking about work. everyone had brought snacks (i had ordered 2 gourmet cakes from a local bakery), and like a good girl i took a lactaid before i ate some dip, so that i wouldn't have any problems.
about 2 hours into the party, i started to feel "off". and not the typical tummy upset i get, but more like the pain/nausea thing in my solar plexus that i had all last week. i lasted another half hour, and then had to leave the party early because i was just feeling really wierd. by the time i got home an hour later, not only was i dealing with the stomach stuff, but i was starting to feel feverish. i went right to bed, figuring that lying down would start to calm my stomach. well, the hot feeling was getting stronger and stronger, so i went into the bathroom... and barely recognized myself in the mirror. my eyes were puffy and ringed in dark circles, and my entire face, neck and chest were a dark, almost purplish red. it looked like i had a raging sunburn. and the skin all over my body, even where it wasn't red, was really hot to the touch. i took my temperature -- only 98 degrees. hmmmm. i got back into bed with cold washcloths for my face, to try to cool things off. i had to lie straight on my back without moving, because every time i switched position, the nausea rolled over me again. finally after about 2 hours, i fell asleep, with my cellphone next to my bed in case things got worse and i needed to go to the hospital. but by the time i woke up around 1am, everything was gone -- the nausea, the pain, the flushing. it was the oddest thing.
while i was lying there covered in cold, wet washcloths, i thought about what i'd do if i went to the hospital. they always ask for a contact to call... whose name would i give them? i mean, my parents are in philly. so's peter. can't call the ex. and my friends all have early-morning jobs, so having them rush to the hospital for me would mean killing their day at work the next day. and i realized, wow... there's no-one to call if i go to the ER. that actually happened to me years ago -- i got rushed to the hospital for something and they kept me overnight, and when i went home the next day my friends were like, "you were in the hospital???" i just stayed there by myself, because there was no point in bothering anyone when i knew i'd be out in a day or two. kinda lonely, but practical. ::shrug::
i was planning on going dancing tonight. let's see if the body can hold up, i'm tired of sounding like an old woman with all my health issues.
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Date: 2004-09-23 05:30 am (UTC)I know what you mean about the who to call thing. I was in the same situation. I dont know how or why but the hospital got my phone and made some calls and it changed my life.
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Date: 2004-09-23 08:06 am (UTC)you could always call me..I'm not sure what I could do from all the way over here but I'd figure out something. Perhaps we shoould put together a crisis team for you?
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Date: 2004-09-23 01:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-23 01:28 pm (UTC)