Hope you brought crackers

The above photo is what I came up with after googling "intestinal virus". It sort of makes the whole thing look like a funhouse, eh? Well, that's about as far as it goes. That picture up there in no way represents the last ten days. Other than the fact that it feels like golf-ball sized versions of those pointy things have been rocketing around in my guts.

I've officially reached the point in this little drama where I'd like to get off the ride, thank you very much. I've taken two sick days from work, and still don't have word from the lab regarding the SIX SAMPLES I was required to provide (you know what kind of samples so I'm not even going there).

While my symptoms are somewhat less than they were before, I'm still having stomach pain and am not exactly back to normal in the lower pipes department, either. I'm getting tired of clear liquids and would like to eat some regular food before I turn into a pile of dust. I get impatient and try to eat regular food, and pay for it in the end. (PUN!)

Now I'm forced to decide whether to go to work this afternoon, or use up another sick day that I may need later on in the year. I suppose I'll call the doc's office and see if there has been any word from the lab yet. They haven't prescribed anything for me, as it would have been unwise to do so without knowing what is actually wrong. So I'm sort of left adrift here in virusland (or is it bacterialand or parasiteland?) wondering how to best use my time. Egads, I hate being sick.

Thanks for stopping by, hope you enjoyed your whine and cheese!