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...
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