Sick of being sick

Hubby left just over a week ago and all of a sudden I end up in the ER twice!  What is going on?? 
I personally hate going to the hospital...I would much rather sleep everything off.  When the husband is gone though, my friends are around to watch over me...and my friends don't take no for an answer.  When they saw me crying through headaches and stomach pain, one got dressed and spent 3 hours in the ER while the other took care of our dogs. 
The first trip mostly just annoyed me.  I spent an hour and a half in the waiting room before they finally took me back to an exam room.  Then some frat boy nurse with a toothpick in his mouth wrote down my symptoms and promised a docotr would be right in.  We waited for an hour...no doctor.  Finally a tech came in and said he was taking me to X-ray.  I asked him what they wanted to x-ray and he said he would check.  He came back in the room and said "whoops, wrong room!"  SERIOUSLY??  The doctor finally came in, told me it was probably bad migraines and gave me some meds to get through the night until I could see my PCM at the clinic. 
The next day I saw my PCM and he confirmed the migraines and said that the stomach pains were the stomach flu.  Awesome..NOT.  He gave me a different migraine med and also something for the nausea.  I was instructed to keep to a bland diet and rest. 
I couldn't eat...or drink...anything.  Everytime I took a sip of water or a bite of food, my stomach cramped up and I felt so sick. 
A few days of this and my friends ganged up on me again and traded jobs.  I only spent maybe half an hour in the waiting room before they called me back, gave me some nasty pill for the nausea, and took me to a curtained area.  They wanted to do blood work and start an IV for fluids.  I think the poor girl who did the blood work and IV was nervous.  She couldn't get the needle all the way in, almost couldn't get enough blood (I'm sure taking the band off my arm would've helped), and completely froze when I told her I was getting dizzy and thought I was going to throw up.  My blood work came back fine, the chest x-ray was fine, and I ended up dehydrated and as the doctor put it "one of the unfortunate people who has to suffer through the stomach flu for up to 10 days" 
I'm finally feeling better and can actually eat!  Woohoo!  I had my follow up appointment today and my PCM said I should be 100% by the weekend. 
Hubby and I joke that instead of any of our appliances or cars breaking while he's gone, I started to break.  He is so sweet though, and had flowers delivered to me yesterday!  How great is he?!?