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Battling food poisoning

It has been awhile since I posted. Between work and trying to find freelance jobs, I have been swamped. Nothing brings life pretty to halt like food poisoning.

If you have ever had it, I know you can remember perfectly which meal did you in. For me, it was some homemade herb chicken risotto. The meal was amazing. In fact, one of the best I have cooked in a long time. I enjoyed every bite and ate all of the leftovers. Hours later, my beautiful meal became a horrible memory.

I was so sick that it scared me. A week later, I am still trying to get my stomach back to normal. Thank God for soup and applesauce.  And as sick as I was, the only thing I could think was how will I get my two stories a day done.

My adventure started on my two days off (Sunday and Monday). I worked for a few hours Tuesday and had to go home. Wednesday and Thursday, I was at work powering through weak and exhausted but no vomiting or other stuff. I went to the doctor Thursday because I still wasn't feeling right. He gently lectured me on why people have sick days. Long story short--My long awaited three day weekend turned into sick time. The doctor wanted to put me in the hospital for exhaustion. Moral of the story--I need to take better care of myself.

This was the theme of this week's therapy session with Caroline. I need to chill out. The rest fest was very relaxing and much needed. I watched movies, read mags and sat on my deck.  So being nice to myself is now a big priority!

Daily Dose

1. Getting my hair cut. I feel pretty.

2. Leaving work at 5 p.m. like a normal person.

3. Having my stomach almost back to normal.


  1. Oh, I'm so sorry! Hope you feel better soon...and the memory does fade in time (I had food poisoning a long time ago.)


  2. Had it twice. Awful. Water and sleep are the best treatments after the violence.

  3. Sorry to hear you've been so sick and I'm glad to hear you are getting better now. I haven't ever had food poisoning, thankfully, but I can imagine it's pretty damn horrible. I've had bad grastro though. I hope you get your stories done too as there is nothing like pressure to make you feel even worse. Thinking of you!


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