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Thirty-one-year-old gay guy blogging for blog's sake.

2010-03-01

Puking and shitting. Shitting and puking.

Urgh. Last night was so horrible, horrible, horrible. I caught Kevin's stomach flue. I was up until 4am pinwheeling. It was horrible.

Yesterday I realized I was feeling a bit nauseous before dinner and I had a sneaky suspicion I caught Kevin's stomach flu. Of course, I talked myself out of believing I could catch it since he stopped being sick about three days prior. I was wrong, obviously. Since the early evening I was literally pissing from my ass. I knew something was wrong with me but yet I still held onto hope that I wouldn't get as sick as he did last Monday.

Cut to midnight I feel really weighted down. My body feels like it weighs 400lbs. I'm shaking because I'm freezing, and the diarrhea continually got worse. Then that weird salivation begins and I know I'm in for some heaving. I make it to the bathroom upstairs but I somehow did not vomit even though I came very close. I realize I'm in for a long night so I go to the basement and grab a bucket just in case I feel the need to hurl sometime in the middle of the night.

I continue to get the chills and I'm feeling really bad. I make it downstairs around 12:30am and email one of my college instructors asking her if I can skip today since I really don't want to be pinwheeling in public. In the middle of the email I completely throw up the steak dinner Kevin made for me six hours previously. It all came up. All of it. Before I puked I felt like I had a sack of bricks in my stomach and I did feel better after I released yesterday's dinner. Almost immediately after that my muscles from my chest down to my toes seized up. My legs wouldn't respond to messages from my brain! It was like I was locked in 3d-space. My muscles were cramping really tightly and I was in serious pain. I literally couldn't move my legs, or stand up, for about fifteen minutes. It was so weird.

I go back upstairs and toss and turn in bed until 4am I think. I was still experiencing the chills so I turned on the heated mattress pad. It helped but throughout the night I was too hot instead of too cold. I also have a head-ache and my muscles are sore. Of course they are sore: They all seized up in the middle of the night after I puked.

It looks like I'll be on the clear diet for the next few days.

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