My GI-fiasco of 2008 still continues to rage on. I’ve been living in the bathroom anywhere from 10-30 times a day since Thursday. I’ve been trying to drink as much water as possible, but my mouth and eyes are dry, my skin doesn’t look right, my muscles are cramping, and I feel so fatigued…all signs point to dehydration.
Within the last 24 hours, I’ve had 3-28 oz bottles of water, 12 ounces of apple juice, and probably 5 glasses of water. There’s no Gatorade here, but Hollie thinks she might have some Pedialyte. With the severity of my illness, I’ve decided to head to Urgent Care at 9 am when they open and beg for an IV, and maybe some kind of medicine to stop the intestinal earthquakes.