Some days your the Windshield

Some days your the bug. Hell most days I'm the bug. ugggghhhhhhhh

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Some weird illness or something attacked me. Early Tuesday morning. Like 1:45 early. I got really hot in bed, and threw back the covers, then I started getting that hot tingly sensation with the clammy sweats that you get when your gonna be violently ill. But my stomach didn't hurt. I went into the bathroom anyway, and ended up sitting there for 3 hours while wave after wave of total body cramps, and tingly hot/clammy sweats hit me. Finally Gigantor came in and asked if I was okay. Well duh, no. I told him what was happening, and he got me back in bed. When I got back in bed I started shaking uncontrollably, and freezing. He had like 5 blankets on me. Then I started crying, cuz I didn't know what was wrong or what to do. Scared Gigantor so bad he wanted to take me to the e.r. I told him no.

I ended up sleeping till 2 the next afternoon, with alternating sweats and shivering. I got up and he made me some soup. Every muscle in my body felt as if it was strained to it's limits. And every time I ate or drank the upper part of my stomach hurt, wasn't upset but hurt painfully. That happened through Thursday. I finally feel a bit better today.

So who knows what it was. I have no idea if it was food poisoning, or some weird virus. But I never got sick to my stomach. But the rest of the stuff was scary.

I've been trying to catch up with some things from being down for two days, and still not trying to over do it. We have a bbq to go to tomorrow. Gigantor's dad's birthday. Gigantor will have to do the grilling seeing as his dad is still recuperating from shoulder replacement surgery. His mom has been run ragged and is so dang tired. I'm gonna try to get her to give me a list and go get all the stuff tonight or in the morning. Then I'm gonna do all the prep work, like cutting stuff up and boiling the eggs for her salad and stuff. Just to hopefully give her hand.

Holy shit. I just got a phone call from my uncle. One that we have been mending a relationship since my mom died. Well him and my aunt said they had an itchin to bbq some hotdogs and hamburgers tonight and want us over at 6. Whooohoooo two nights having bbq's in January. Life is good. hehehehehe