Well, today was the first day that I can say I'm back to 100%. That shit sucked, and I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Started feeling bad last Thursday and by the evening, it was like that famous scene from The Exorcist. My wife started feeling bad before I did; apparently, that prepackaged salad we ate kicked our asses. By Sunday night, I was done and felt it was time to go to the hospital or urgent care. I was convinced to wait until the morning as my wife thought maybe I was getting better. Wrong! I managed to drag myself to an urgent care Monday morning and was given a couple of prescriptions; they also gave me something for nauseas while I was there that really helped. I was able to get back in the office Wednesday, but still felt like total crap.
Protip - Don't fuck around with food poisoning!
Protip - Don't fuck around with food poisoning!
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