EDIT: totally forgot to mention I lost about 10lbs within this time frame. I'm at 130
Well, a lot of shit has gone down in the last two weeks and I'm blogging about it because I don't feel like explaining it twenty million times. I've been having bad indigestion/heartburn to the point where I couldn't sleep after I ate. And I don't mean a few hours. I mean full nights. Therefore, I haven't been able to eat a lot either. Honestly, the first night it happened I considered just going to the hospital but I'm poor and I don't like being in one. Especially the one here in Eau Claire. They know who I am which makes me uncomfortable. Anyway, after more than a week I went to a doctor and all we came up with is maybe I should switch back to my old birth control. Done. I was sick of all the side effects I was getting from it. I've seen that doctor before, too. He told me flatly that I was so "complicated" that he probably wouldn't be able to figure out what was wrong. Did I mention nothing over the counter has helped? Or my prescription zofran! I finally threw up my hands and went to the hospital. I was getting really anemic. Once again, they didn't find anything. I have some medicine to pick up today that helped, though. It's starting to look like maybe my gastroparesis is flaring up... A LOT. I really haven't thought much about it since I got my gallbladder out. I was told my slow stomach was a mild condition, but this wouldn't be the first time my body has decided we should be sicker. I mean, I have been pushing myself a little, but I'm just trying to be healthy and you know, actually have some fun and be a normal 27-year-old. Most of my friends and family mean well. That being said, there are times when I shouldn't have walked so much or eaten that snack that was offered to me. I don't want to be a baby. I don't want to be impolite. I do need to pace myself. This is something I need to remember and I wish others could see that. I hate coming off as cranky. My true personality is upbeat. It's hard to keep it up when I feel sick for weeks. I feel okay right now, except that I'm madly hungry. I only ate soup, jello, and potatoes yesterday. Surprisingly, I don't think all alcohol is bad. I had some schnapps and orange juice. Didn't cause any pain. It's stuff with fizz that kills me. I'm guessing constantly going back and forth from Minnesota to Wisconsin this summer caused more stress than I needed, as well. The most annoying part is I know I can't take reglan ever again for gastroparesis. The reaction I got from that was one of the more terrifying trips to the E.R. I've had. I need to figure it out and adjust pretty much. I don't enjoy the fact that it's trial and error. But it is! Time to go test fate
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