On Tuesday I went to Hobart for work, after a huge day I decided to cancel my dinner date with friends and have takeaway in my hotel room instead. Turns out that was a huge mistake. I had a bad night feeling uncomfortable and just 'not right'. Skipped breakfast and left early to attend the Parenting in the Early YEars Conference and grew increasingly sicker as the day went on. By 4pm I had spend the last hour puking in the loos at the Grand Chancellor and trying to get my trade table packed up and loaded into the car without; 1. puking 2 passing out 3 shitting. Well 2 outa 3 ain't bad adn I passed out at the car briefly. Rang my office and temp boss to say I wouldn't be back to Launceston and then rang a girlfriend and requested a bed and a bucket.
I have no idea how I managed to get to her place in one piece but I did and spent the night there and then drove home Thursday afternoon.
Needless to say I survived, but holy shite I had my doubts for a while. The doc confirmed food poisoning and prescribed some tabs for it. I still feel a bit fragile and achey but can at least keep food down today. Four days without food certainly won't do me any harm! I knew there was a reason behind my weight! LOL
Mind you when looking at the photos I took with the kids (previous post) I can see that I was carrying a lot of fluid in my face because it doesn't look nearly as puffy and gross as it did before.
So that was my eventful week. Will elaborate on conference and some other stuff but off to watch the end of the Eurovision final as I just remembered it is on again tonight DOH!