I've been feeling sick ever since the disastrously long car ride from Napa to LA. 8:30 a.m. - we hop into the car after picking up some breakfast. I had a multi-grain bagel and some cream cheese and jam. Should've grabbed a bottle of water for the road. We make a convoluted and hilly way to a stop at the San Andreas Fault line a few hours later. I am fighting the beginnings of carsickness. Back on the road. I take a nap. We make a quick stop around 2:00 pm. to pick up some sandwiches and fill up the tank. I buy some water and ginger ale at the gas station. I switch seats with our other friend and sit shotgun instead of the backseat. I can't finish my roast beef Subway sandwich or my bag of chips. I try to go back to sleep.
Discomfort at sitting in a limited-movement position ensues. Achiness of the back. But the worst is my building nausea, a knot growing in the pit of my stomach and sharp needles of a headache scraping along my temples. I drink some water, maybe it's dehydration. Not a great combo, coupled with motion sickness.
Had to hit the restroom again so had my friend stop the car at a gas station about 5:30 p.m. Fully nauseated by then. Tried to munch on a few more chips, thought eating at least a little something might help.
Dropped off other friend around 6:45 p.m. Stunned when my friend (driving) decided to stop by the market (which, thankfully, was closed), after all of her anxiousness at getting home (and off the road), and then fill up her tank again (basically a few minutes from her house). Was even more stunned/pissed/annoyed/hurt that she decided to take the FUCKING CANYON ROADS from West LA to Studio City when she knew that I was feeling so sick. My. God. Cannot believe a human being, let alone a close, personal friend, could be so insensitive. Thought I was going to throw up in the car the entire way. An awful end to our trip to Napa.
And I even started the trip fighting a cold, which got worse, and then better. But all I can remember is the trauma of the ride + the ensuing hunger pains.
Began getting hunger pains that night - if you've ever gotten them, you know how agonizing they are. Twisted knots of gut-wrenching pain, makes you double-over and wince. You feel nauseous yet you feel your insides starving at the same time. I was getting chills and felt cold throughout the next 24 to 48 hours. Chills and headaches.
The next morning (Monday), I struggled to rise out of bed. Knots of pain flashes in my gut. Almost like menstrual cramps, except, excruciating. Scrounged around in my friend's apartment. Managed to hold down some rice cakes - the only thing I could find that would be plain enough for my stomach to handle. Went okay. Started to feel a bit better.
Made plans with another friend and hung out with her for most of the day. Started off with lunch. I bought some water and ginger ale for the day. Feeling super weak - moved like an old lady all day. Had searing bouts of pain in my stomach from time to time, but was good to be outside and get some air. Ended up watching a movie last night. Had some waves of nausea in the theater, but was able to push through it. Munched on some crackers for dinner. Was tempted to buy fries at the food court so my stomach would have some solid food, but didn't.
Woke up this morning with no flashes of agonizing, stabbing pain in my stomach. Still weak, tired, and slightly exhausted, though. No major waves of nausea. Slight headache.
Concluded that I, as an older woman, can no longer endure long car rides. Watch out, Future Husband. Road trips are not in our vacationing future.
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