Tuesday, March 08, 2005
chipotle - so sad to say goodbye
ok. I haven't been able to blog recently b/c of a hospital visit and a trip to Western Mass.(no, one did not cause the other.) Last Monday feb 28th, the date of my last blog, i went to the hospital with food poisoning at about 7pm. at the time i just thought it was an insanely painful case of gas. woops. after 3 hours of pain, steveO was like we HAVE to go to the hospital. I dont know really why i was resistant. maybe im just sick of going to doctors and them telling me nothing. so we go to Arlington hospital and of course its a snow storm. so they get me admitted and im groaning and moaning and causing as much raucous as possible so everyone understands that i am in a lot of pain. thank goodness for private rooms, b/c im not certain i would have been as comfortable with my outbursts, but let me tell you, it definitely HELPS to be vocal when it comes to
pain. Im a big fan of the OW OW OW OW! dance after stubbing a toe. i
seriously think it helps. so i continued my moaning and then it turns out
all anyone cares about is the baby. mind you, i was in so much pain, i
forgot i was pregnant. i knew the nurse hooked up a fetal monitor to my
belly and a contraction monitor but i was in pain! so i get an IV and 2
bags later, i still don't have to pee. woops. note to self, drink more
water. at first, they are thinking gall bladder. so they have to wait for
blood tests before they can treat the pain. so i continue to groan. then
the nurse comes rushing in and tells me that im having contractions and
they need to give me 3 shots, one every 20 minutes to stop this. so she
gives me one in my left arm and leaves the room. then i start puking. not
like projectile vomiting. more like I say, i think im gonna puke, then i
open my mouth and it just starts rolling out. ALL OVER ME. woops. no
bedpan in sight. And bingo, it's pretty clear what made me sick. good ole
chipotle steak burrito. I recently in the last 3 weeks made the switch to
steak, b/c chicken was grossing me out. now, i've lost chipotle from my
life. i feel sad, but that was the worst pain ever. long story longer, i
get the shots, the contractions stop, i fall asleep and the nurse wakes
me up at 1:30am to say that the blood work came back, im fine. it's a
case of food poisoning and I can go home. i read this past weekend that
Whitney Houston, also was hospitalized for food poisoning. whitney, i
feel for you. days on the BRAT diet: 3. times i used the bathroom
in-flight from Dulles to Hartford: 3, flight length in minutes:55.
ok. I haven't been able to blog recently b/c of a hospital visit and a trip to Western Mass.(no, one did not cause the other.) Last Monday feb 28th, the date of my last blog, i went to the hospital with food poisoning at about 7pm. at the time i just thought it was an insanely painful case of gas. woops. after 3 hours of pain, steveO was like we HAVE to go to the hospital. I dont know really why i was resistant. maybe im just sick of going to doctors and them telling me nothing. so we go to Arlington hospital and of course its a snow storm. so they get me admitted and im groaning and moaning and causing as much raucous as possible so everyone understands that i am in a lot of pain. thank goodness for private rooms, b/c im not certain i would have been as comfortable with my outbursts, but let me tell you, it definitely HELPS to be vocal when it comes to
pain. Im a big fan of the OW OW OW OW! dance after stubbing a toe. i
seriously think it helps. so i continued my moaning and then it turns out
all anyone cares about is the baby. mind you, i was in so much pain, i
forgot i was pregnant. i knew the nurse hooked up a fetal monitor to my
belly and a contraction monitor but i was in pain! so i get an IV and 2
bags later, i still don't have to pee. woops. note to self, drink more
water. at first, they are thinking gall bladder. so they have to wait for
blood tests before they can treat the pain. so i continue to groan. then
the nurse comes rushing in and tells me that im having contractions and
they need to give me 3 shots, one every 20 minutes to stop this. so she
gives me one in my left arm and leaves the room. then i start puking. not
like projectile vomiting. more like I say, i think im gonna puke, then i
open my mouth and it just starts rolling out. ALL OVER ME. woops. no
bedpan in sight. And bingo, it's pretty clear what made me sick. good ole
chipotle steak burrito. I recently in the last 3 weeks made the switch to
steak, b/c chicken was grossing me out. now, i've lost chipotle from my
life. i feel sad, but that was the worst pain ever. long story longer, i
get the shots, the contractions stop, i fall asleep and the nurse wakes
me up at 1:30am to say that the blood work came back, im fine. it's a
case of food poisoning and I can go home. i read this past weekend that
Whitney Houston, also was hospitalized for food poisoning. whitney, i
feel for you. days on the BRAT diet: 3. times i used the bathroom
in-flight from Dulles to Hartford: 3, flight length in minutes:55.
