January 10, 2001
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I hate the stomach flu.
Especially one that hits you so fast that you barely have time to react. So far this season, I’ve managed to escape all other strains of the bug, in part due to the flu shot I had back in November. Today my luck ran out. I arrived at work this morning with a slight knot in my stomach, which I immediately attributed to the extended coughing fit I had during the night. I am just getting rid of the last bits of gooey sputum from a short-lived cold, and my stomach muscles always hurt after hacking and spitting for an hour or so. But it wasn’t my muscles. The pain keep getting stronger, the knot tighter, and my entire system queasier. I was in the midst of a conversation with a co-worker, when a wave of nausea swept up and down my body as if I had drenched with a bucket of tepid liquid. Excusing myself as quickly and politely as the circumstances allowed, I dashed to the little boys room.I’ll spare you from the details of my extended porcelain adventure, but I ended up not woofing my cookies. I just stayed put hunched over the bowl, deep-breathing through the twisting pain in my gut, and sweating. Incredible sweating. Soaking the entire surface of your head sweating. When I finally got up and made it over the sink, I glanced in the mirror. My hair was standing on end as if I had been hugging a Van de Graaf generator. I then laid down on the couch in the office kitchen, gathering hushed comments from people pouring their morning coffee. “Oh, Grant must have worked all night…”I came back home, had three small sips of peppermint tea, and passed out in my bed. Right now, I’m feeling much better, thank you very much. Still not completely back up to speed, but getting there. This bug has been popping people in the office for the last couple of weeks. I know of at least three other co-workers that got smacked by it yesterday. Thank goodness it’s over quickly.
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