Thursday, February 25, 2010

I can cry if I want to!

Tuesday started with a run before Masters practice. And a full day of work. And then lots of food before noon. But, mysteriously, the hunger died off after that. And I went home for my 90 min spin.

Post-ride, I wasn't feeling particularly hungry. I definitely didn't feel I could stomach meat. I opted for salad. A big salad. Made of spinach. With red and yellow peppers, carrots, tomato, mushroom, avacado, bacon and dressing.

I watched Lost as I cleaned my bike and downloaded music. And then I laid down for bed.

And the room was spinning.
I tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable.
I got up to make a cup of tea.
I took a couple sips.
And I ran to the bathroom.
Brought the garbage can back to my room. And laid back down.
And was right back up.
Up-chucking. Green and red and yellow and orange...
And I drank more tea.
And up it came as well.
And then water.
Why do I not learn?

I called my mom, crying. No, bawling. I had puke spittle hanging from my nose and chunks of said salad in my mouth. Between sobs, I asked "What am I supposed to do? I keep throwing up everything I take in!!". She simply said, "stop taking stuff in".


I continued heaving for close to two hours. And finally fell asleep with my head over the side of the bed, lying on my stomach.

I only know this because that is the position in which I woke up. I stayed awake for maybe an hour. And I was back out. Splayed on the couch with a cuddly pug.

I awoke a couple hours later, downed a Diet 7up, had some dry cereal, talked to Judi, and fell back asleep.

I was wakened by text messages a few hours later. And I was starving!!! I ate. And drank. And burped vomit. But I was able to hold it back.

I was asleep again by regular bedtime. And I was up for swim practice this morning. It wasn't a horribly difficult practice. And there was only one point in which I was dizzy and a couple in which I thought I might shit my suit.

And now, I'm feeling pretty back to normal. Hungry and all. Good thing, cause there may be a little trip to TN for the weekend for some riding...


Morgan said...

Oh you poor thing! Sounds like you had the bubonic plague I had last month! No bueno! I hope you are feeling 100% soon chica!

Anonymous said...

You had an eventful day! Glad to hear you are feeling better. Sounds like you should be good to go for the weekend.

zencycle said...

"Up-chucking. Green and red and yellow and orange..."

that was one angry salad you had there

Kim said...

ughh honey, that is NO good. hope you are resting until you are 100%.

Sean in DC said...

"...I thought I might shit my suit."

Jesus, can you imagine the embarrassment that would come with emptying out the adult pool b/c you got caught crapping yourself?

I get nervous enough when I've got to fart that the person behind me will somehow be able to distinguish a difference between the bubbles from my kicking and the ones from my ass.

Chloe said...

Glad you are feeling better! I want to cry everytime I puke as well. So I feel your pain!

Aimee (I Tri To Be Me) said...

Ohh...I'm so sorry you were sick. I hope you're feeling better! Sounds like you had the dreaded 24hr. stomach flu. My son had it this weekend and luckily no one else in my family has gotten it. And, I seriously cannot believe that you still went to your swim!

alfie said...

Wow!! I hope u feel better. :o)

Bill said...

Hopefully, it was something you ate and you're done with it. Hope you are feeling better.

Big Daddy Diesel said...

Hopefully you get well soon, sorry you are sick. Hopefully we will get some sunshine soon.

Mary Sunshine said...

Hi Amanda,

I hope you are totally better very soon.

If you are in town and want to ride with the Bellas, we are going to do a dress rehearsal for Alexandria 40K and you are certainly welcome, as always, to join us!


Judi said...

you should go ride w/ the bellas!

Anonymous said...

Nothing is worse than throwing up salad - you had some company in the puik department this week!