Last night I didn’t feel too bright when I went to bed: something was up with my tummy. It took me ages to get off. I don’t know what it was when I woke feeling really very nauseous. I went to the bathroom and sat by the loo. The feeling passed for a while, but I couldn’t settle and the feeling got worse. I eventually had the runs … then I felt really nauseous: I thought it was going to come out of both ends. After a quick cleanup, I managed to change ends just in time. Yuk. I do not know what’s caused this! For a while I was flip-flopping between top and bottom yuk. Sweating profusely.

I’ve spent the day struggling to eat anything. I had some dry toast, which took an hour to eat, but at least it started down. I’ve managed to drink, but whenever I stand up I feel like I might pass out.

Hubby has gone to get me some chicken noodle soup, some cola, and some melon pieces.

Of course, my stupid head starts saying things like “your stitches are infected” and “you have sepsis”. My husband has had that twice, and narrowly survived both. I don’t have sepsis. I have a bit of a temperature, but there scar is fine behind its silicon strip.

I really want to have a shower later and take the strip off and have a good clean. Right now I couldn’t even brush my teeth without feeling ill.

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I’ve felt rubbish all day, but I was able to watch Star Trek “First Contact”, and I’ve just had some chicken noodle soup.

I’m not going to change my dressings today as I planned to keep the dressing off overnight and I want want the runs splashing yuk at my scar.

BTW castration is a piece of piss compared with food poisoning.