Vicious Little Flu Bug

FasterSkierFebruary 16, 2010

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About two days after meeting up with Sam in Zurich, Erik and Sam woke up early with an upset stomach that soon lead to much worse. I spent the morning in my room trying to stay away from the germs while turning my music on really loud so that I didn’t have to hear the constant hurling noises in the bathroom right next to me. Within the next couple of hours the boys got so bad we decided it would be best to head down the curvy mountain road to the hospital about an hours drive away. Nearly 10 hours after checking the two boys in I was in the same state and headed into the hospital as well. After hooking up some IV’s and getting some pain medication, the doctors rolled me down many hallways into a room where Erik was also sleeping. Sam was lucky enough to check out only four hours after getting there and heading home to sleep it off. The nurses thought it was so great that Erik and I were going to be able to share a room while we were sick so we would feel more comfortable. It turned out being pretty dang nice. Every time I have ever gotten the flu, the one thing I want more than anything, even more than a cold glass of water, is my mom. Somehow she just has a way of making me feel more comfortable. But having your brother is the second best thing. It was pretty funny we both woke up several times throughout the night and it was pretty nice to have someone to talk to. The next morning we waited for what seemed like forever for the doctor to come and release us. I was still feeling pretty sick, but I wanted to just go home to the apartment and sleep it off. When the doctor got there he spent a couple of minutes checking me over and then went on to say I needed to spend another night there. Both Erik and I thought he was joking so we laughed it off, imagining how miserable that would be. When the doctor gave us a funny look, I had to ask “are you serious!?”.span style=”mso-spacerun: yes”  /spanTurns out he was serious! Erik got to go home, but I had to spend another night hooked up to an IV tube in the little boring white hospital jail room. I spent the next twelve hours of the day watching replays of a track event and some euro ball game that I have never seen played before. It got super boring the third time through when I knew exactly where every runner was going to make their move and who was going to win every event! I was starting to go crazy. All the nurses were really nice though so the company was nice. After two nights, nearly 48 hours, the doctor finally released me, and I got to go home! By that time Sam and Erik had got several meals in them, and they were feeling recovered and ready to ski again. For several days following we fought to get our meals down and feel strong enough to ski for at least 30 minutes. I know for me, it took about a week (the day before our first race) to feel good enough to ski for at least an hour and get a full meal to sit nicely in my stomach. Sam, Erik and I are still trying to figure out how the boys picked up this little vicious bug. They seem to think they got it from the gondola ride up the mountain to go sledding. That’s the best we can come up with. But it was certainly quite the adventure to start the trip out with. Unfortunately we had to miss our first weekend of races and went into our second set not as strong as we would hope but we will definitely continue to build from here. Hopefully we can avoid more situations like this. We carry our little hand sanitizer bottles around in our pockets and wash our hands before ever meal!/p !–EndFragment–div class=”blogger-post-footer”img width=’1′ height=’1′ src=’https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910103639238326543-716578603116236672?l=methowolympicdevelopment.blogspot.com’ alt=” //div

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