So, yesterday I was heading back to work? Didn't happen. The closer it got to happy-drive-to-work time, the worse my innards got. I called in sick -- again! -- and headed to the drive-thru doctor.
They listened to my symptoms, decided not to send me to a specialist -- in part because I was still within the reasonable upper limit for the duration of viral gastroenteritis -- and instead prescribed something for symptomatic relief: Atropine!
Actually, Diphenoxylate/Atropine, which works to, er, slow things down. Scary-small pills with a long list of warnings.* It took the pharmacy until mid-afternoon to find any, and the first result of my taking one was to make me extremely drowsy. I did not have to wake up every couple of hours, which was a huge improvement on most of the past week. So far, so good, though there may be a price to pay by and by.
* Atropine is a "natural" substance. You'll find it in deadly nightshade, Jimson weed (datura), mandrake and belladonna, among others. Yessirree. all-natural, how could it possibly be a problem... Ahem. Named, by the way, after Atropos, the one of the three Fates who decided when you were going to die.
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