But that night, Monday night, I slept almost not at all. I developed diarrhea to go with the rest of my illness - stomach pains, sore throat, congestion, pain pain pain. Could not sleep, had to crawl out of bed several times during the night. By morning I was a wreck and felt so tired and weak that I knew i wasn't driving anywhere.
I spent Tuesday in bed. Mary and Elaine were both very solicitous, got me whatever I could use or might be able to use. I had no appetite and although I was dehydrated it was a real effort even to drink water. Fitfully I spent the day tossing and turning and occasionally managing to sleep. I took some Niquil that night and managed to sleep again, most of the night, and by yesterday morning I felt I could make it home I wasn't sure about my strength. I went out for breakfast with Elaine, delaying my departure, but I think the delay was good because the food increased my strength. I didn't have much, oatmeal and orange juice, but it mainly seemed to stay inside me and do some good. By the time I got on the road it was almost one o'clock. I feared I would be dizzy with exhaustion before the trip was over, but i wasn't. I made it home fine, stopping for bathroom breaks and even for a snack at the start of highway 166.
Now I am feeling a bit better. I think I'll be fine at work.
