Today's weight: 128
The end of day 2 started going down hill....fast. By 5:30, I started throwing up...followed by severe lower back pain... I mean writhing and moaning in bed kind of pain, and no matter which way I turned or laid, there was no making it better... or worse for that matter. It was hitting an 8/10 on the pain scale, and for me, that's saying something.
After another round of vomiting (which was SO difficult to do because of the lower back pain...every time I contracted, pain would radiate everywhere), I finally broke down and called the Doctor who was on call that night, and she brought me some broth and put an ice pack on my back. I could hardly touch the broth because of the nausea, but the ice packed started to help a bit.
She left, and about 2 hours later I needed to puke again. And then the back pain flared right back up, with no sign of release. So I called her again (after all...she was the one to say to call her if I threw up again). By this time it was around 11pm, and I had woken her up (kinda felt guilty about that). After a brief talk, we decided that I should have some juice, and she got up to make me some, and brought it to me. SUCH a sweetheart!!
She got me a new ice pack, took my vitals, and encouraged me to hang in there...that it's just detoxing and it's quite common.
I managed a few more hours of sleep before vomiting AGAIN! And then managed a bit of sleep.
The following day (day 3) I moved like a very old lady and slept most of the day. Sssooooooo slow. Phew. But they gave me juice for the whole day since I lost most of my electrologists and LOTS of fluid (I dropped 5 pounds! Yikes! (I went from 132.2 to 127.8).
This morning I'm feeling much better, and am able to move "faster"..... faster than a 90 year old, at least. Heh. And able to write....clearly. :-) I think I'll take my computer outside and write to work on my story for our Book Story.
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