Day 96: A Very Strange Night & Day

What is going on?

I looked at the clock. 12:45. I’d just woken up to fire spreading through my core. I knew what to expect since I JUST had this same thing on Sunday night. It was going to get worse, so I got out of bed and drank a glass of water in the bathroom. It did not help one bit. Downstairs, I drank more water and slurped two soup spoons of minty, pink Pepto. I sat on the edge of the couch with a quilt over my shoulders. Again, I was freezing and my stomach and chest were burning inside.

After several more glasses of water, another dose of Pepto, lots of trips to the bathroom and a few hours, the fiery pain subsided enough that I thought I could go back to bed.

This morning, it was still hurting enough that I had to call in sick to work, which I absolutely hate to do. Mr. T took T Junior to day care like normal so I could get some rest and sleep. I was afraid to eat after that. Slowly, I warmed up to toast. Then coffee. By 2:30, I felt pretty good. I showered and talked myself OUT of going for a run. The sun was streaming through the windows after a heavy downpour, I was feeling so much better and I really wanted to RUN. HOWEVER, I could still feel a tiny little hint of the volcano of pain I’d had overnight in my tummy, and knew I’d regret running. I didn’t go. I’ve never had to convince myself NOT to go for a run before.

I decided I would still do my strength exercises, though. Except I’m so over using fruit cocktail cans for weights. I picked up T Junior from day care early and we went to Walmart. I got a pair of 5-pound weights and I think I got my solution for rain-running, which I expect is going to happen to me eventually (so far, I’ve been lucky and somehow missed the wet fall weather). I think a poncho will work. What do you think?

Except I keep thinking about Violet Beaureguarde and the whole blueberry incident in Willy Wonka. Should I return it and look for a clear one maybe?

I actually should have thrown it over me and T Junior because as we left the store and shower of rain soaked us. I guess it’s what’s called a squal.

Maybe that’s why the weights need to be outfitted in neoprene.

I want to name them. Any ideas?

I used my purple dumbells (Barney Bones? No?) for three sets of 12 rowing pulls, bicep curls, behind-the-head lifts and the move where you extend your arms behind you. Not sure what that’s called. As for the rest of my workout, I only did 50 crunches on my exercise ball because I was worried about pissing my stomach off. I did one set of lunges and 22 push ups. I also did some hip stretches.

It was chicken soup and more toast for me tonight in front of America’s Next Top Model. Crossing my fingers and blistered toes that I stay well through the night and tomorrow is NORMAL.