Hello all, and Happy New Year. I had kind of hoped that I would be able to go hang out in my train room tonight and get a little work done, but instead am laying here sick in bed with my insides full of Ecoli… Apparently I ate some bad chicken or something recently that was contaminated. I’ve had the flu and just about every kind of virus out there, but I’ve not ever encountered anything like this before!.. My doctor tells me that there’s really no treatment for it except to let it run its course which can take up to two weeks or more depending on how bad of a case it is. He said the most important thing is to continue to eat what I can and drink lots of fluids. Now ain’t that just great… Oh well. In between throwing up or running for the bath room to do the other every thirty minutes, I’ve got a stack of train books over here next to me that I’ve been thumbing through to see if I can find any new ideas that I might apply to my layout, but it’s kind of hard to focus when you’re queasy and your stomach is burning, rumbling and making more noise than a California earth quake… Tracklayer
TL, sorry to hear about this[censored] Did you eat at Taco Bell? Hope you get better soon!
Yeah, that blows! Hard to imagine what would mix well with Ecoli…
I had food poisoning once back in 1995, and it wasn’t fun. I feel your pain.
Funny chicken story… I was stationed at Camp Muleskinner with the 2nd Armored Cavalry in Baghdad in 2003, and they let some Iraqis open up a little joint on the base that sold ice cream, cigars, and baked goods. They even had pool tables and a barber shop. Well, one day the owner started selling grilled chicken sandwiches. I’m talking tough, lean Iraqi chicken, but it was fresh and well-seasoned. So we ate them. And a wave of dysentery overtook the camp in a week. I got it myself. Sick call became a line to be issued Imodium pills. In fact, I was in a Porta-John when the Red Cross headquarters was bombed about a mile from camp. The shock wave shook my little plastic fortress. I remember thinking with my pants around my ankles “Don’t tip over, please!!!”
Oh, yeah, I had an issue of Model Railroader with me!
Needless to say he was no longer authorized to sell meat of any kind.
Well, Ecoli…that’s not good…TL hope you get well soon!
No trainfreek92. I’m really not 100% sure where I got it. I thought it was some kind of stomach bug when it first started coming on, but eventually realized that the symptoms were different than anything I’ve ever experienced. It finally got so bad that I went to the doctor, but like I said in my original posting, he said there was nothing he could do for me except let it run its course, then charged me $60.00 for the office visit… The thing about Ecoli (besides all else it does to you) is that it settles in the stomach and large intestine and puts off toxins that make you feel like you’ve got the flu. My body temp is a perfect 98.6, yet I feel like I’ve got a high fever… If I ever get over this mess I’ll consider myself to be an Ecoli expert!. Tracklayer
Thanks Dave. I just consider it another lesson learned the hard way…
By the way. I wasn’t aware that you were a vet. Thanks for serving your country. I’m glad you made it through and got back home okay. I mean that. Tracklayer
Oh well. You know what they say James. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and wiser… Tracklayer
TL, hope you get better soon, no way to start the new year. At least you got some quality reading material.
Dave, had a similar thing happen in 2003. Heading to Baghdad from Mosul area. Two days of helo flights and something that didn’t agree with me in my stomach. Got to Camp Victory and headed straight to sick call. Got put on quarters and had stuff going out both ends in one of Saddams fancy gold trim toilets. I found out the hard way that you can’t always control two bodily functions at the same time, but I won’t be any more descriptive than that!
Rick
Tracklayer , hope you get well soon
Yep, we called it Saddam’s Revenge. Unfortunately, Saddam didn’t have any palaces in our part of town (between Al Rasheed and Sadr City), so we could choose between a Porta-John (best choice), a plywood box with a can of JP-8 (don’t smoke in there!), or a slit-trench. No gold toilets for us! In December 2003 they did install four real toilets for us, and a soldier promptly tried to flush a shoe (yes, a shoe!) down one and broke it. What the [censored]?
I had to laugh… So many soldiers I worked and lived with would look at my Air Force name tape and say “You Air Force people have it great! You always get hotels and cable TV!” Of course, there I was sleeping next to them in the same old Iraqi building taking baby-wipe showers and taking a [censored] in a box… Yep, them Air Force folks got it made! [;)] But we still had it better than the guys out west, living in tents in the desert. We at least had hard shelter, even if we did get bits of plaster ceiling come down on us whenever something blew up!
What unit were you with? Being a meteorologist, I’ve done a lot of Army combat weather support, and I know the Army about as well as I do the USAF.
TrackLayer: I’ve had food poisoning before so I know what you’re going through. The biggest part to your recovery will be to keep a positive mental attitude. You’ll get over this, I did.
Take it from a Doctor of Clinical Pharmacy…Pepto-bismol…always keep some around.
Who says Model Railroading and ecoli don’t mix. I’ll have you know that Ecoli is one of the major communities on my pike; it is located halfway between Pepto and Bismol. The town was named for that famous - or infamous, depends, I suppose on your perspective - Spaghetti Western star of the 1960s, Enrico Coli. His acting has, on occasion, caused me to make a mad dash for the toilet seat.
Trying to be funny there Tracklayer but, as someone who suffered in anguish for almost three weeks with an attack of dysentery while stationed with the Air Force in Turkey in 1960 and then with a recurring attack while at Kano in Nigeria for a month during the Congo crisis later that same year I can sympathize with your anguish - hope you get up and about shortly.
WINDY:
Uncle Sambo reassigned me from Turkey to Peshawar, Pakistan - yes, we had a presence there in the late fifties, early sixties - in September, 1960. I went through the Christmas chow line about 12:30 in the afternoon accompanied by a friend named Starr; while I was in line the cooks brought out a fresh pan of dressing; I was the last one served from the old pan and Starr was the first one served from the new one. You can, I am sure, guess the rest of the story; he got sick as a dog and was laid up for three days with the GI’s - I came through unscathed and the only thing different from what Starr and I ate was the dressing. It laid out half the crew from the receiver site and the NCOIC and I had to pull a thirty-six hour shift because there was no one else to man the facility.
Once again, get yourself up and about soon.
Jay Anderson
Phoenix, AZ
Man, I feel your pain. Literally, although it happened 45 years ago. The family went to Mexico for most of a summer and I wasn’t sick a day I was there. However, we were coming up then US 99 through Bakersfield and stopped for lunch at the Bakersfield Inn. Two hours letter I was leaning out the window redecorating the the side of the car. For the next 5 days you could almost set a clock by my frequent trips to the bathroom and half the time it was coming out both ends simultaneously.
Nasty stuff. It’s a lousy way to welcome in the New Year. OTOH, cheer up, the rest of the new year has got to be a definite improvement. [;)]
Which reminds me.
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Dave Vollmer, contact me off list at rkeil6721@hotmail.com.
Rick
No problem Dave. You go right ahead. I’m enjoying it. It beats the heck out of listening to my stomach grumble and gurgle… Tracklayer
Thanks for the advice doc, but it just doesn’t taste the same when it comes back up… Tracklayer
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Man, I feel your pain. Literally, although it happened 45 years ago. The family went to Mexico for most of a summer and I wasn’t sick a day I was there. However, we were coming up then US 99 through Bakersfield and stopped for lunch at the Bakersfield Inn. Two hours letter I was leaning out the window redecorating the the side of the car. For the next 5 days you could almost set a clock by my frequent trips to the bathroom and half the time it was coming out both ends simultaneously.
Nasty stuff. It’s a lousy way to welcome in the New Year. OTOH, cheer up, the rest of the new year has got to be a definite improvement. [;)]
Which reminds me.
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I’m trying Jeffrey, but just in case, I’m keeping the number of the local funeral home handy…
I’ve even thought about writing Bergie to see if he can find something in the forum rules that restricts Ecoli from infecting trains.com members… Tracklayer
Maybe you need to update your virus protection.
Brad