I was (thankfully) wrong

I was thankfully wrong. I just have one major case of flu. The CT showed there is still food in my stomach. I haven't eaten more than ice and a couple ginger snaps (when I thought it was over during a few hours of respite 24 hours ago) since lunch Friday. That part does explain the nausea and feeling something is rotting; it is. I just have a very inflamed GI tract and there's still a lot of stuff in it that has to come out before this is over. So I got morphine, more zofran, another liter of fluid, more bloodwork, and a urine test (they couldn't do it the first time because I was too dehydrated) that showed I'm still very, very dehydrated, and a nap. I'm now on 24 hours of clear fluid, so I'll have to miss work tomorrow. That was pretty clearly happening anyway, but now it has to because not only is that likely to be the mere beginning of feeling better (if then but it HAS to by then, hopefully the oral zofran will let me actually get the fluids in today once my poor mother who got home about 1 am from trip one and then was wakened at 6:30 because they wouldn't let me drive home (they don't have any clue what sedation level I operate on routinely; the morphine didn't even make me really sleep, just doze),and then she has to come back up later to retrieve my car and get my medicine for me.

I just took one of my many anxiety meds that is benadryl like, so I'm hoping that will help with the nausea and itchiness, which is reduced.