#^$&@*!

The evening of May 26, 2011 is when it started. Now this is a full-blown flare-up. Not even the usual extreme and uncomfortable bloating, but pain. Not just the mild discomfort pain, but the pain where I can't move around. It feels like my entire mid-section is twisted and stuck with pins. It hurts in my back too and I can hear my stomach gurgling and have the occasional spasms. I didn't eat anything until 4pm today because I was scared. Even then, I had chicken tortilla soup with a very small slice of bread torn up and put in the soup (to make it more easily digestable) and a small amount of chocolate ice cream. I can't believe that did me in. I hate this. I hate going back to how it was before the pills. I wonder if I've built up a tolerance or if this is just a particularly bad Bad Time. I have all this food in the house and I can't eat it. I hate that. I'm hungry, but I'm scared of eating. I HATE LOSING TIME! This would happen on a three-day weekend.

Mark your calendars

May 15, right on schedule. Bad time ramped up. Exasperated, no doubt, by the fact that I ate without taking a pill. Ate at 4:30pm. Took an hour nap after that and from then on 'til early in the morning, my stomach (entire mid-section) hurt so bad I couldn't move. It subsided when I laid still, but getting up and doing things made it feel like someone took me by the shoulders and hips and just twisted with all their might, like a dishcloth being wrung out with force. The timing of these things over the past six months makes me think the flare ups are connected to my cycle.