Monday, 15 December 2014

I have gastro. Go on. Be jealous

This is day 6 of having gastro. Seriously. I wake up every morning thinking - this is it! I am better. And then I am dumped straight back to where I feel like my stomach is Mt Vesuvius. 

My stomach is not a great place to be. It's not good. It's not pretty. And I feel so rotten.

Which is only made worse when I look on Instagram and see everyone's having fun. Getting ready for Christmas. Decorating. Gifting. Partying til the break of dawn. 

Damn you! I shake my fist from my bed. 

For me it's bed and the bathroom. No beyond. I'm double-handedly keeping the disinfectant business in trade. I'm pretty certain they've doubled their sales in the last week. Lucky them! 

The cat has been my constant companion throughout. Because who wants to spend time with Gastro Girl? No one. And I don't blame them. But the cat? He comes and sleeps on the bed during the day. He's my one true friend. Sigh.

And if one more person tells me to think of the weight loss - I am going to puke on them. Weight loss is the last thing on my mind when I feel like my stomach is about to explode. 

Please. Send me entertainment.


averil said...

Oh no! Have you had any tests done? My son had this about two years ago and it turned out to be giardiasis, you need antibiotics to kill the bug in your belly, otherwise it keeps going. Feel better soon.

katiecrackernuts said...

Six days of gastro. That's not right. That's way, way wrong. Get yourself the hardy meds, NOW!

Lexi Kentmann said...

I've been to the doctor. I really know how to party with porcelain.

Lexi Kentmann said...

If I'm not better by Wednesday, I'm being tested. My stomach is a fire pit. Not a happy place. Thanks for your advice Averil, I'm off to google giardiasis. Sounds fancy.

katiecrackernuts said...

You poor thing. It's an awful feeling. I hope it pulls up super soon.