OK, So Here's Me.....

OK, it's a gross picture, I know. It's also not me - it's Keanu. And also I didn't throw up outside the car, I threw up inside, all over myself, while I was driving.

Friday night I went to go see RENT again with Sarah. (Yeah, I saw it Tuesday, too.) After I dropped her back off at her apartment I went to go see Jakob Best Outfit at the Purdue Memorial Union. After the show we headed over to the Knickerbocker for a few drinks. Lynn had to work early and Robyn's contacts were bothering her, so they both left early. I stayed and hung out with the guys from the band and a couple other random friends. We went over to Melissa's house for a beer after the bar closed, and then I got home around 5:00 or so. I went to bed and woke up around 10:00. I had to work at 3:00 so I did some laundry and gave the dog a bath. About noon my back started to kill me, so I took a muscle relaxer. And then I started throwing up about 20 minutes later.

At first I thought it was pennance for the night before...but I had already been awake for a couple hours and felt fine. Then I thought it was because I took pain meds on an empty stomach. Sounded plausible. I chalked it up to stupidity and got ready for work. I had one more bout of vomitting after I took a shower, but then was ok, so I got ready to got to work. (I even wore my brand new orange shirt that I love.) As I was driving to work, I started to feel a like queasy, but thought I could make it. Well, unfortunately, my stomach decided otherwise about 4 blocks from my house. The worst part of it was that I had no time to pull over, open the door, grab a bag or napkin...I just threw up all over myself. I pulled into a parking lot and had to use the payphone to call work...The manager I spoke to told me not to worry about it - just go home and get some rest.

Well, I got back home without incident. I hung up my coat (with a reminder to get it dry-cleaned), showered, and then set about cleaning the car. After I was done I layed down for a while, but my stomach kept growling. Realizing that I had thrown up what little I had to eat within the past day or so, I went for a bowl of Rice Krispies. Let me tell you - you have not lived until you've puked a bowl of Rice Krispies out of your nose. I was trying to make it to the bathroom and covering my mouth when all the sudden it started shooting out of my nose. After I went to the bedroom to change PJs (again) I came back to the bathroom and then I got worried. There was blood in the toilet. I knew that was a bad thing, but at this point had absolutely no energy whatsoever. I went back to bed and fell asleep for most of the afternoon. I have only vague memories of most of the evening until I took my temperature around 9:00 last night. It was 102.8. The rational part of my mind was saying, "Blood in your vomit, temperature over 100 degrees - get thee to a hospital." Unfortunately, whatever part of my brain is actually in charge made me pass out on the floor in the bathroom instead. I woke up about 2 hours later...just in time to throw up again. I showered (again) and headed to bed. I managed to stay conscious throughout most of Dane Cook and James Blunt on SNL...and then slept until 3:00 this afternoon.

I feel almost completely better...so I am not sure what was wrong. I am still worried that I should maybe go to the hospital. I did manage to eat something this afternoon and kept it down, but the blood from yesterday is nagging at me.

So, this entire post is disgusting. But that is how I have spent my entire weekend...glorious fun...I am going back to bed.