That's the best description of the bug that I caught last night. All of a sudden I'm throwing up and my insides start making gas and liquid instead of solid, came on at 10-ish pm with constant, steady trips to (my new and echoing) bathroom. It persisted for about three-four hours into the night. Then stopped.
Just read Tammy's post and was reminded of the gift that keeps on giving. I've had this happen before, once or twice since chemo. who knows if it's related, but I'm still grateful that I don't have to feel like I did on Taxotere. Felt like this plus someone was hitting me with sacks of flour!!!!
I made it through last night with some sleep and am functioning today. I'm so so grateful for the blessing of catching it early enough to recover reasonably well. I am thinking of all of you today.
"Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall." -Confucius
Don't knock on Death's Door. Ring the bell and run. He hates that.