ayun, so well...
I got three days off (FoodGood Friday, Saturday, and Easter) so I decided to meet my family in mactan for some Island hopping shiznitz.
enjoyed the trip, ate some crabs and more crabs and more more more.
woke up in the middle of the night because the pain just shot straight like it was a gunshot wound (I would imagine). Severe burning/freezing sensation, like there was a blast freezer in the pit of my stomach, I was in spasms and getting cramps just staying "alive" and enduring the pain. Because, really, I could have opted to die just to get away from that pain, jesus H. Christ.
I begged the nurse to knock me out, because it was draining all my strength just to get through another hour of the pain.
I was put to sleep only after three shots of pain relievers.
That does not include the fact that while I was in such severe pain, I was vomiting and excreting. I would yell for a bedpan, and as hospitals go, they make sure you can pay for the extra bed pan while the other one is being cleaned -_- I said "pay the fucking thing, I'm shitting myself all over the place"- and I'm not exaggerating.
And I was not allowed to eat or drink anything over that night, until lunch the next day. And lunch involved... just water. I could not stomach anything else. I was bedridden for two days without food or else I'd throw it up. Which was, as they said, really the case for food poisoning. When the body feels hunger, then it is cured. I felt hunger only on the third day.