| I don't remember ever feeling as ill as I do right now. The other night was horrendous. Tusnami proportions of nausea all night, which I had to finally give into in the hope it would me make feel better. Pip work up at 3am and decided she'd had enough of all this sleeping lark and it was time to play. Moons was less then impressed and my angelic little 3 year old started to screaming, 'SHUUUUT UUUP.' Oops, not sure where she got that from! 3.10am saw me dragging out Pip's little bed as she had been relegated to the office. I had to fumble arse around trying to find lamps and heaters, taking time out to puke very violently. I crawled back into bed and started to doze. Some time after 4am Steve called to say he'd landed and could I call him at the hotel in a half and hour. Sure, I said. Then promptly rolled over and had a really vivid dream that I was calling him back. An hour later he called again it took me some time to work out what was going on. Turns out he'd had an awful time trying to get into the hotel, long story, but the secretary at the office has a lot of explaining to do! By the time he had gone in, he discovered there was no phone. Worried I would be trying to get hold of him, he'd gone out to get a phone card and locate a BT phone box. He was cold, tired and not happy to be back in England! Moons obviously heard us on the phone and toddled into my bedroom to chat him. She did say she was going to the toilet and then back to bed. Phew! But after the toilet she announced that she wanted breakfast instead. Resistance was futile! So, with barely any sleep I wasn't too surprised that I was very sick the next day. I hoped it would taper off as the day progressed. Wrong. The pain in my stomach grew worse, I couldn't keep anything down and I felt like death warmed up. I was able to drop Moons off at school and came home to call the OB for some test results. I was told she wasn't there, the nurse wasn't there and no one could help until next week. Great. I called my GP instead who was incredibly warm and helpful. They got my results back from the lab within 5 mins and told me I had a kidney infection, could I go down now to see them. I bundled a very tired Pip into the car and waited until in between vomits! I explained my symptoms to the Dr who said it sounded like I had gastrointeritis as well. Super great. Unable to take my antibiotic until my stomach calms down, I'm taking small sips of an electrolyte drink that she prescribed. She said I should get plenty of rest. Pah! I just cannot believe the sickness and pain. I couldn't wait to get the girls to bed last night - in seperate rooms. I didn't have the energy for a bath, so I just crawled into bed. The house is a dreadful mess, the girls can sense my weakness! I am holding out that after the weekend, I'll feel better, and by the time Steve gets home, I'll be on top of the world. Although at this moment, I can't imagine ever feeling normal again. Urg, time for a toilet break. |