Don't eat at Sonic on Mendenhall..

Ok so I don't know for certain that I had food poisoning, but a night spent in the ER leaving me with terrible bruises from the nurses trying to find my already difficult, deep, rolling and now dehydrated veins made me not really care what it was.. only that they made it stop. Which they didn't.

I was running late due to a bad wreck on I40 (yeah usual traffic snafu) and decided that since I was already late to stop and get breakfast. I ordered a breakfast burrito (sausage, egg, cheese inside a flour tortilla) at Sonic near my work (Mendenhall at Winchester for those of you here in Memphis). About an hr after eating it I ended up in the bathroom revisiting it. Now.. revisited eggs are pretty damn gross. I end up revisiting it several more times and I call Larry to come get me because I'm not certain I can drive home. Later that night after not being able to keep anything in my body (yeah.. eww) we go to the only Minor Med that is still open. We're almost there when we have to go back home so I could change clothes. Yeah.. use your imagination. We make it there on the 2nd time and the nurse tells me that they only take 17 yr old and younger. So we travel another 15 mins (which is a LONG time when you're sick) to the Methodist ER. They put me in an exam room and poke and prod. I keep telling them that I'm freezing & thirsty. I tell the first nurse that there's only 1 spot where you can draw blood. And that my vein is deep and might roll. She couldn't get it. So she gets another nurse. She tries my other arm and now I have an ugly, deep bruise. She finally moves around to my right hand and puts the IV in. I cry and squeeze Larry's fingers til they are white. (He's been such a darling about all of this. He's the best nurse!!) They give me some liquid phenergan and start me on a drip (saline). The nurse brings me a warm blanket & a pillow. Then she comes back with a shot for my muscle. OMG. It burns so bad. I again cry (what little tears I can make since I'm so dehydrated) and squeeze Larry's fingers. Finally the phenergan kicks in and I fall asleep. The Doc comes in and says that without a stool sample (bet you could've went all day without hearing that phrase) he couldn't tell me for certain what it was and I apologize that there is NOTHING left in my body for me to purge. He gives me 3 rx and sends me home. It's almost 3 am by the time we get home and I'm still nauseous and miserable.
Yesterday was much of the same. Revisited the ramen noodles I tried to eat (about 1/2 the pack). Lots of tylenol because I kept running a temp, and phenergan for the nausea. Oh.. and lots of sleep. I finally get some dry toast down last night and kept most of it down. And more sleep.
This morning I woke up feeling like HELL with a low temp & nausea. So here I sit watching the Food Network and freezing. Yeah.. I figure I'm still a little dehydrated and I have a freakin' headache again (it was horrible yesterday) but otherwise feeling some better than I did yesterday.
Now I'm fixing to take some tylenol and take me a little nap.