Friday, January 13, 2012

BTW, Still Sick

At least the horking came to an end, followed by...well, let us not be too graphic. At one point I was willing to swear it involved molecular acid. But I have, as they say, put that behind me, too.

Now I'm just washed-out and weak. Managed to eat some "comfort food" yesterday -- rice, tuna, green beans. Today, a small bowl of soup and a couple handfuls of popcorn. Either one of the cats could wrestle me to a standstill -- in fact, Huck had to go and prove it. But I'm on the mend. I hope.


Granny Grunch said...

There is a retirement home in Harrisburg,Pa where this bug is running rampant. By jeepers maybe its ebola or maybe leprosy. WE ARE DOOMED !!!!!

Guffaw in AZ said...

Hang in there. We'll patiently await your wisdom and knowledge.
(if that didn't make you laugh...)

Dave H said...

When our kids were little and bringing home every mutant virus and pathogenic microbe, our doctor told us about the BRAT diet: bananas, rice, applesauce, and toast. Even the most annoyed GI tract can draw a little nutrition from it before ejecting it.

Actually I think the doctor called it the BART diet, but that didn't match my mood at the time.

Anonymous said...

Try a peppermint - sounds weird but it does actually reduce the acidity of the GI tract and settles 'sensitive stomachs'. We use peppermint water as an antacid here in hospitals (it saves on all those expensive proprietary concoctions and is just as effective).

It sounds like the typical 'winter vomiting bug' a Norovirus. Be prepared for pleuritic and joint pains as it works it's way through your system.

Wrap up warm and take it easy, hope you get well soon. And have some chicken soup - it really is good for you with anti-inflammatory properties. Get Tam cooking.

Tango Juliet said...

Glad to hear you're making progress!

The Jack said...

Kudos on getting rid of Ralph.

Hope you're on the mend.

And the weather these past couple of day's can't be helping.

Roberta X said...

Able: That's some doctorin'! I've been having the chest/torso pains and joint aches for at least 12 hours now -- and I was starting to get worried it was something worse than Noro.

LabRat said...

I remember Norovirus. 72 hours of absolute misery, then suddenly I was more or less fine aside from being pretty hungry.

Larry said...

I hope you're on the mend, too...both of you.

Anonymous said...

Nursin please! I work for a living :-)

(usually up to my elbows in unmentionable bodily secretions at that - although discussing the days occurrences when out for a meal with friends is always good for getting free seconds for some strange reason, and my witty repartee seems to turn everyone green with envy, at least I think envy is what it is).

If it gets worse see one of those hifalutin doctor types please as diagnosis by interweb is a bit problematical and we need you back with your nose to the blog-stone. Plenty of fluids, warmth and rest. Don't worry about food, you'll eat when you feel like it.

Hat Trick said...

Been away from the blogs for a few days and just learned that you've been ill.

Sorry to hear that you haven't been feeling well and I wish you a speedy recovery.

Roberta X said...

Able, I should have known -- my oldest niece recently made the step up to Nurse-Practicioner and remains the best "physician" I know.

Anonymous said...


Ah now, Nurse-Practitioner there is a completely different kettle of fish to here. She will be operating at a level of practice just simply not allowed here.

When I left the military I wanted to do the exact opposite. I trained and collected qualifications. One of my degrees is a Clinical Sciences BSc, equivalent academically to a medical degree, and yet I am limited in scope of practice.

I can prescribe a very few medications, in a couple of roles I could undertake minor surgery, I can and have run resuscitations and yet roles that your niece considers day-to-day are not allowed (I was allowed more leeway in the military - maybe they didn't care if I screwed up a chest drain on a trooper :-) ).

Since you have a family member to advise you I'll try to keep my pseudo-medical advice to best wishes and hopes for your recovery. But if you're still queasy and you haven't tried the peppermint I shall be... 'upset' ;-p

(I nearly emigrated to Kansas City with an ex when she returned home, I wish I did but as usual my foresight is never as good as my 20/20 hindsight)

Roberta X said...

Oh, Able, please don't stop your advice-- I hadn't even mentioned this episode to my niece, figuring the tincture of time would either cure it or show it to be hospital-serious.

It was reassuring to learn my most recent symptoms were not atypical.


The ins and outs of which kind of medico can do what are puzzling enough even before national differences factor in, at which point it gets like rocket surgery as practiced by lawyers. --And yet, in an emergency, the only credential that counts is ability.

Anonymous said...


Not mentioned it? But that's what they are there for!

I still get asked for a free consult at the oddest moments. Going for a pint of milk and a pack of cigarettes and being asked to look at someones boil (Why is it always the slightly overweight guy who stacks the shelves instead of the really nice lady owner? - Was I really that bad in a previous life?). Then there's being knocked awake by a neighbour at two in the morning because 'Granny is having a turn'. I carry more equipment in my car than most EMT's have in their ambulances.

I spend most of my time on the phone to family rearranging drug regimens and advising Mums nextdoor neighbours friends daughters about that unsightly lump she has acquired (no, not the boyfriend!). They forgot to tell me my brother was getting married in the rush to tell me about his fianc├ęs medical condition! I only found out because they had to ask me what inoculations were needed for the 'honeymoon'.

So consult your niece. Hell, if I have to do it I don't see why she should have an easy life ;-)