My Poor Stomach

In the past 6 months my digestive system has been completely ravaged 3 times by both bacteria and viruses and neither of them have been any fun. One of the occasions was in Bolivia where antibiotics still left me bedridden for 3 days. The most recent was this past week. My roommate's friend came to visit for the weekend. Because of Lent he ordered seafood at a Mexican restaurant his first night here. That night he vomited and shat till sunrise. Within a few days he left and was feeling better. But the night he left, the same exact thing happened to me. Never in my life has liquid come out of both ends of my body at the same exact time. I promise you it's a horrible experience. Turns out that it was a form of what we normally know as the stomach flu. The most disturbing part of all of this is that the only method of disease transmission is through fecal matter or vomit residue. And I don't know what that says about my personal hygiene.

It's Wednesday night now and I just ate a 12 inch Subway sandwich, my first real meal in a while. I think that I've set a new personal best food consumption record during this illness. Between Sunday evening and Wednesday night all I ate were one apple sauce cup, one bowl of rice, and one donut. And I think I've lost a ton of weight. My skin around my muscles is much looser. I'd venture to say that if I had gone another day without eating I might turn into Arnold post Mr. Universe.