It’s been a rough couple of days.
I left for Des Moines Monday morning to cover the opening day of the Iowa Legislature and Governor Culver’s Condition of the State Address Tuesday.
On Monday, Matt (my photographer) and I left around 7 a.m. for Des Moines, and my dad came to my house to pick up Cubbie around 9 a.m. It’s so nice having my parents around when I do need to leave town so I know Cubbie is in good hands.
The day was very busy in Des Moines. The legislature convened at 10 a.m. and then I had two live hits at Noon, plus lots of interviews with local legislators and more live hits at 5 and 6 p.m. By 6:30, we were hungry and tired, but it was a productive day.
We ate with two former KWWL employees who now work at WHO Channel 13 in Des Moines (Randy Schumacher and Jimmy Vowel–both were photogs). It was great catching up! We ate at Quiznos. I was very hungry and very cold. I got a sandwich and some soup. After dinner, Matt and I went to the hotel. I went to my room and got everything ready for Tuesday, knowing it would be another busy day with the Governor’s speech.
Around 3 a.m. I woke up extremely dizzy and in a ton of pain. I was stuck to the floor of the bathroom from 3 to about 8 a.m. Not to be too disgusting, I’ve never thrown up so many times in my life, and I can’t ever remember being this sick. I called my mom in the middle of the night. Both of us believe I had food poisoning. Luckily, no one else ate what I did. I think around 6 a.m. I tried calling my boss. I just remember thinking there’s no way I can go hear the speech. I felt horrible not being able to cover the story, but I could hardly move, my body was shaking uncontrollably.
We worked it out for our sister station in Sioux City to do a Noon live hit on the speech in my place, but they still needed our satellite truck. Matt and I stayed at the hotel as long as possible for my sake, then we headed to the capitol around 11 to get set up for the Noon hit. (Well, Matt set up, I sat in the truck). I have to give much thanks to Matt. He carried all of my luggage for me, got ice chips for me and was really patient when I had to sit down a couple times on the way out of the hotel. I also owe Matt Breen with KTIV a huge favor. I can’t thank him enough for taking care of my live shot for me on Tuesday. After the live shot, they loaded the truck back up and we headed back to Waterloo. On the drive back I asked my friend Michelle to drop off some 7UP at my house.
The two hour drive back was horrible. My stomach felt better with my legs curled up, but I couldn’t get comfortable in the seat of the satellite truck. I was in so much pain. My entire body ached. I think partially from being so dehydrated and partially from shaking so badly the night before every muscle in my body was sore. After almost needing to pull over a couple times, we made it back, and I made it home. I remember crawling into bed, my mom calling and then I was out until my mom called again later that night. At that point my legs hurt so badly. I couldn’t find any comfortable position without throbbing pain. Thankfully, some co-workers (Nate and Maria) brought me some Gatorade because my mom thought if I got electrolytes my legs would feel better. I sipped the Gatorade as slowly as possible for fear of what might happen. After more than an hour I started to feel a little less pain.
I tried to get out of bed a couple times, I wanted to shower, but I couldn’t. Getting up made me want to throw up or pass out. I fell asleep around 10 p.m. and woke up at 10 a.m. Wednesday morning. I didn’t check my work email at all on Tuesday, and I was waiting to hear back from a couple people on stories. I did feel better, but not great. I checked my email, got a few things squared away and then went back to bed and slept until 5 p.m. when my mom called to say she and my brother were on their way down.
I still felt pretty bad Wednesday night, but much better than Tuesday. I was ready to have my little Cubbie home. During the time I was at my worst, part of me really wanted Cubbie there because I knew just having him next to me would make me feel better, but at the same time, it was probably best he was at my parent’s. I was in no condition to get up and let him out or make sure he had plenty of food and water. It was better for him to stay an extra day with Grammy and Grampy. Plus, my youngest brother is still on break from college, so he was home and took Cubbie on walks.
A little at 6 Wednesday evening, Cubbie was home! I was so happy to see him. He jumped right up on my lap, and gave me lots of kisses. Despite still feeling sick, just knowing he was glad to be home made me feel so much better. My mom basically said I looked awful (thanks Mom), and then she and brother ran a few errands for me (or my mom shopping for what she thought I needed).
Cubbie and I were both tired Wednesday night. Neither of us woke up before 10 Thursday morning. I woke up a little queasy. I still haven’t eaten anything but a few saltines since Monday, but it’s definitely better. Maybe by this evening I’ll be up for a little soup. Cubbie is a little cuddle bug right now, and my best medicine.
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This post was written by dwagner on January 14, 2010