I spent the night at my parents, but had to wake up early to meet Larry and Darryl at the store. They were supposed to have a conference call and be making a decision on when we are going to open. I woke up feeling sick. My stomach felt like there was a rubber ball in it, pushing out. We met at the store and talked for a little bit. It was good to see Larry, I haven't seen him since this all started. No decisions have been made yet. I went home feeling sick.
I laid down on the couch, sweating like a pig. My stomach was killing me. Of course all I can think of is all the stuff going on in the water and mold and stuff from the hurricane. But I've tried to be careful. All I've drank is bottled water.
That afternoon I decided to go see if the doctor I've been to is open. It is and it's pretty empty. I get in to see him without any problem. He takes a urine sample, does all the prodding and pushing. The tests come back negatiave for urine infection, I see the test and he tells me that. But he tells me that I must have an urine infection and writes a prescription for such. He tells me it will take five to seven days to get better. I go fill it and head home.
Once home I lay on the couch in pain. I want to go over my parents, I just don't think I'm in any type of shape to be by myself, but I have to wait to I fill up to driving. Eventually I decide to drive, if I wait much longer it's going to be dark and I don't want to try driving in the dark.
I get to my parents and go to bed.
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