This week has been tiring.
I got some food poisoning/possible food bacteria stuff or something. The doctors aren't exactly clear with me, I doubt they really know for sure.
I had a sleepover with some friends, ate something that didn't agree with me, had a nice couple of visits with the toilet that day. Went home in the morning and spent the remainder of it sleeping, waking up, drinking whatever water my stomach would allow, going to the washroom, going back to sleep, and so on.
I ended up getting a light fever in the evening so my parents dragged my tired ass out of the house and brought me to the hospital. (Note that I was so dizzy and weak I could hardly walk on my own). I went around 6:30 pm and was quickly ushered into some "green zone" where I sat for about an hour or so before they made me go into a little examination room thing.
Luckily there was some sort of hospital bed thing in there so I got to lie down. I was so weak I couldn't even sit up on my own. Some nurse came in and said she needed to give me an IV and I nearly shat myself in fear of it, I don't like weird foreign objects in my body like plastic tubes. But I sucked it up and got the damn thing put in my right arm. I stayed in that bed for about 2 hours cause the doctor was no where. I was dying of thirst too but they wouldn't let me drink anything. I kept falling in and out of sleep by the end of the two hours.
Finally the doctor came in and asked me a whole lot of questions and told me I had to get some sodium chloride in me cause I was severely dehydrated. I was so happy to hear that to be honest cause that meant I would be less thirsty.
The nurse eventually came back and took me to the chairs back in the sitting area and hooked me up to bags and began quickly letting it flow into me. At this point I didn't even care about the plastic thing hanging out of me, I was just glad that the chair I was in was so comfortable and that the sodium chloride was going to help. They had to put about 2000 mL into me cause I was so bad off. Eventually, they gave me some orange juice to try out my stomach and since my stomach kept that down, I was able to leave around 1 am or something.
For the next few days, I couldn't even get up and walk without having to take a break here and there. All I did was lie on the couch and watch Murdoch Mysteries on Netflix, that and I Found the Gown (there was nothing else after I finished season 6 of Murdoch Mysteries).
At least day by day I'm getting stronger. At one point, standing in the shower for 10 minutes made my legs feel like I had just finish running a marathon.
This is about my 7th day into this and I'm way less dizzy then I was yesterday. Still a little bit, but nothing that isn't manageable. I still don't trust my balance 100% but at least I can drive without getting myself killed. Oh and I'm off the Gravol which makes me happy but I still carry it around for the sake of comfort. I've been strictly on a "soft foods only" diet and such, but I've been eating slightly more solid foods which is good and I actually feel hungry now, not like I was before where I couldn't figure out between stomach pain, nausea or hunger.
It's good to be back on my feet and at least somewhat more independent. Hopefully I'll be a lot better by Sunday for snowboarding training. Can't wait to eat normal food again. Probably gonna try to eat some on monday, after my training.