I'm around

I'm around but have nothing to say. My life is utterly devoid of anything worthy of writing about. I am very boring right now.

A New Day...

Time for a "Bobism."

Bananas...

Bananas, bananas,
the magical fruit.
The more you eat,
The more your toot.
~
What? I often forget I have this forum. Don't look at me mister. You created this nightmare.

;)

Bananas

I'm finally starting to feel human again... thanks to bananas. Who would have guessed? Yes, that was the advice everyone gave me. No, I didn't try it until Wednesday. I was talking to one of the personal trainers at work about my plight when he told me to eat some bananas. He explained in depth how they work on the digestive system and practically guaranteed me that I'd start to feel better.

So last night I hit the grocery store for more Powerade and picked up a small bunch of bananas. I had one for dinner, and then another this morning. The tummy rumblings have gone away and I've started to get some of my energy back. In fact, I felt brave enough to even try eating real food for dinner tonight. Granted it was only plain pasta with no sauce, but that's a big step from having no appetite at all.

Bananas saved my life. That might be an over exaggeration, but not too far from the truth. They are the miracle food.

On the run... again and again

I ate something bad for dinner Saturday night. Very bad. To spare you the gory and unpleasant details, let's just say that I've spent the last two days wearing a path in the carpet from my bed to the bathroom. Just today I felt confident enough to try eating again... having two pieces of bread and some cheese cubes. So far so good on that deal. The frequency and severity of the trips have decreased, but no where near feeling even close to being human. Although not keeping track, I've probably slept 14-16 hours per day over the last two days.

I don't think I've ever been this sick in my life. I had a bout of food poisoning about 10 years ago, but it didn't last nearly this long or have me this wrecked. I've gone through two 2-liter bottles of diet Ginger Ale trying to keep some fluids in me. I'm out of that now, and have switched over to the last few cans of Coke Zero in the refrigerator. There's no chance of me even risking leaving the abode of bobness to restock. Early on there were times I wouldn't even make it back to my bed before I was up again on the way back to bathroom. I wouldn't risk a trip outside my front door.

I've got a previously scheduled doctor's appointment tomorrow morning. With any luck I'll be able to make it there without any incidents and he'll be able to put an end to this nonsense. If anyone has any ideas to help, I'd much appreciate them. I've tried to keep this as non-descriptive as possible, but I'll apologize in advance if I've grossed out too many people. Gotta run... if you know what I mean.