Pass the Pedialyte

My poor little girl got the stinking stomach bug last week.  She loves to share, so I got it this week.  I haven't been sick like that in years.  The first day, literally all I wanted to do was sit on the couch and stare off into space.  I don't remember ever being that tired in my life!!  Not even during my first and third trimester.  By day two, I started noticing that one of the tiles on the bathroom floor resembled the shape of snoopy...I was in there a lot with nothing else to do.  I also made everyone go to Target so that I could attempt to take a nap between bathroom breaks, and because I was in desperate need of some pedialyte.

Once the pedialyte arrived, I drank half the bottle.  It was the clear extra tasty one:)  I was still unable to eat for the entirety of that day.  When I woke up the next morning my face felt like it was on fire.  I decided to take a gander in the mirror and see what the problem was.  To my surprise, my face looked like it had a pretty bad sunburn, or that someone challenged me to a duel by slapping me in the face repeatedly with a steel glove.

I decided then that it was time to go to the doctor and see what the verdict was.  The problem with that is I have no health insurance, so I opted to go to one of those Access Medical places, aka- I spent 65 bucks for worthlessness.  I thought since I got there right as they opened I would be right in and out of there in no time.  I was wrong.  After an hour of waiting (by a lady with a plastic trashcan in her hand) I finally got back to a room.

After waiting in there for 30 minutes I was getting pretty upset.  On the way to the room I noticed a decent looking man who worked there (I assume he is one of the doctors/nurses/whatever).  So for 30 minutes, I got to listen to all of the office women flirting and laughing and making complete asses of themselves at the patients expense.  Now keep in mind that I have my boyfriends sick mother watching my 1 year old in the car during this time because neither could have been left at home.

So after the flirting subsided the nurse practitioner finally came in.  She acted like a complete 'you know what' and told me she wasn't for sure what could have caused the allergic reaction.  She said it could possibly have been the pedialyte, or a reaction from the virus.  So she wrote a prescription for zofran and told me to take some claritin and sent me on my way.  When she left, I took it upon myself to fill out a comment card about how I didn't appreciate having to wait for almost two hours while they got their flirt on.

Finally, the next day I was starting to feel like my old self again!!!  My appetite was coming back (by the way I lost 5 lbs in 3 days yay!! gettin the weight off!!) and I wasn't as nauseated.  That night when I went to bed, I woke up around 10 with the weirdest feeling in my lower lip.  I got up to investigate and it appeared that I was turning into Angelina Jolie...or at least my bottom lip was.  I like to self diagnose myself via the internet, so I immediately searched out allergic reactions.  Needless to say, I found myself up most of the night making sure my breathing wasn't becoming constricted.  My mind goes into hypochondriac mode when I self diagnose.

Luckily it was gone by the next day, and am feeling much better now.  Out of this experience I have learned several things: never drink pedialyte just in case, don't go to Access Medical (and sit by a woman with a plastic trashcan in her hand), getting sick as you get older is not any fun.