What are you wearing to the Airport - DAY 9 Poorly Sick

[Alyson]

Sooooo Poorly DAY 9 – Sunday 12th September 2010

Orlando Villa

Weather 93 Degrees HOT – although I didn’t step one foot out of the door

I kind of half wake up at 6.30am, I feel SHOCKING, and how strong were Michael’s cocktails? . I check how he’s feeling and he’s ok, just hungry and wanting breakfast.

My head is pounding, I’m hot and my tummy aches, I take two pain killers and stay in bed, that is I stay in bed for about 2 minutes until I dash to the loo to throw up, and the only thing I throw up looks strangely like the crab I ate the night before.

Michael lovingly prepares me some coffee and an English muffin, but the smell sends me sprinting for the bathroom again.

I take a couple of blankets and wrap up on the sofa in the cinema room and just lay there somewhere between sleep and awake for a few hours. Michael is a bit worried about me and goes to see the pharmacist, the worst thing is the migraine type headache closely followed by the nausea



A representation of what I might have looked like


The pharmacist gives him some Tylenol extra strength, by the time he comes home about 2.30pm I have eaten half a muffin and kept it down, the tablets start to work their magic and although I still feel delicate and also now I have the runs, I feel a little better, but really weak and shakey

I gave up blaming Michael’s cocktail skills, he only made Cosmopolitans, it’s not like we were drinking shots! And this isn’t a hangover.

Despite feeling a bit better I feel sorry for myself and for Michael for wasting a whole day of the holiday, and I’m worried if I continue to feel like this, and so I have a little cry and Michael cuddles me and settles down for and afternoon and evening of watching TV, he never moaned once, just looked after me.

I kept ½ a sandwich down and Michael bought me a sports drink to replace the electrolytes I had lost

8.30pm took another two pills and off to bed!