Holy shit

The title says it all. I am just about over my 36 hour experience with food poisoning. I'm pretty sure the culprit was a certain fast-food deli-meatish type of place that likes to advertise its low calorie subs by using a thin man that was once fat.

I've never been so violently ill in my entire life. My entire body still aches from the pulled muscles I used to eject the poisoned meat out of me. I showed up for work on Saturday night only to be sent home a couple hours later because I was blacking out and having mind-numbing stomach cramps.

Fortunately, Justin happened to get into town that night and took care of me for the entire 36 hours. (Thank god for amazing boyfriends) I don't remember much of the first night. I only know I wasn't sleeping because I was vomitting every 20 minutes. Everything was a blur and I'm sure I was hallucinating on more than one occasion. I finally kept down some solids about 24 hours later and began my slow road to recovery.

As of this morning, exactly 36 hours after the ordeal started, I'm getting ready to head into work for a double shift. I still can't stand for long periods of time without feeling faint and I have a lingering headache. When I breath too deep, my entire chest and neck screams in pain due to the exasperated muscles that have been working way too hard. I think they might fire me if I call out of work again though.

So, lesson learned... don't get food poisoning. (I vaguely remember saying to Justin that if childbirth was anything like this, I was never having his children)