Thanks everyone for sending me best wishes while I was sick with the flu this week. Its a short but crazy story to tell.
It all started with my client, who woke up wednesday morning throwing up. His vomiting resulted in him tearing open his esophagus and he was rushed to the hospital where he vomited like half a gallon of blood (oh so sexy I thought so too).
I spent a 12 hour night with him in the hospital after they'd done the emergency surgery to help repair the damage then the next day went home and managed about 5 hours of sleep. I went to work the second night and 5 hours into my shift I got sick like I'd been drinking hardcore all night. I ended up leaving for my place at like 4 am and 4 hours before my shift was even tue to end.
I get home and immediately to bed where I was for the next 34 hours with periodic trips to the washroom. I was so sick I got my family do kindly deliver me drugs for nausea and upset stomach and those knocked down my misery quickly.
Yesterday I was feeling much better but still weak, my clients daughter called me to inform me that her husband is also sick with the same thing as is her sister and that they feel bad that I got nailed with their terrible family illness.
I'm mostly well today. I feel like I have a bit of a hangover, but tonight I want to have meatballs and gravy, mashed potatoes and stove top stuffing. I know its not a smart idea but dammit I'm waorking all through christmas so I'm going to make this and eat it as left overs all damn week :)
Merry Christmas everybody :)
