Ok, the title should clue you in on what this post is about... meaning DAD... you might not want to read this one...
Ever since I was released for eating solid foods - I've had this happen a couple or three times a week... but today - I spent the entire day throwing up! Once was so hard that I saw stars and was dizzy for a few minutes. Of course when I needed to have the bathroom at the office alone - was just about the time that everyone on my floor needed to use the facilities... so I had to get creative.
Anyway - the last time was on my way home from work (thank God I had a cup in the car), and that was about 3 and 1/2 hours ago. I'm now really weak and dehydrated, but I've gotten in two thirds of a protein shake this evening... which at least means I've gotten some nurishment into my system - which hadn't happened since around noon.
I was so scared to tell John - poor thing - I know that he always means well... but I just saw myself being wisked off to the ER tonight. He's been great - when I got home though - I accidentally scared him to death. Here is about how it went:
John: "What's with the milk?"
Me: "I don't want to tell you..."
John: "Tell me"
Me: "Ok, but promise me that you'll let me handle it my way..."
John: "What is it?!"
Me: "I've been throwing up all day"
John: "What do you mean?"
Me: "Well, I got in two meals this morning but ever since I've been throwing up about once every hour or so. Let me try to drink some shake tonight, and if I can't keep it down - we'll call the doctor tonight"
John: "Okay, but don't ever scare me like that again"
Then there is a big hug...
I'm headed to bed right now - I've been dozing in between my two meals tonight... sounds like I'll probably have to call my doctor tomorrow, and stop for some gatorade on my way to work in the morning.
I'm starting to become convinced that something is wrong here... but I'm giving it another day or so to see how things go.