<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:30:46.771-08:00</updated><category term='ovarian cyst'/><category term='wee'/><category term='fluctuations'/><category term='health insurance'/><category term='support'/><category term='concurrent illness'/><category term='muscles'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='tired'/><category term='lost time'/><category term='change'/><category term='gastroparesis'/><category term='reactions'/><category term='food is evil'/><category term='propulsid'/><category term='good times'/><category term='understanding'/><category term='meds'/><category term='help'/><category term='bitching'/><category term='hhs'/><category term='cms'/><category term='planning'/><category term='liquid'/><category term='radiate'/><category term='liquid diet'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='getting old'/><category term='mmm liquids'/><category term='aching'/><category term='gp'/><category term='moderate improvements'/><category term='bad times'/><category term='dating'/><category term='pills'/><category term='changes'/><category term='Tropical Oasis'/><category term='cisapride'/><category term='breathe'/><category term='lethargic'/><category term='coverage'/><category term='symptoms'/><category term='Medicare'/><category term='shortness of breath'/><category term='Alive'/><category term='cycle'/><category term='breathing'/><category term='greens'/><category term='medication'/><category term='colds'/><category term='improvements'/><category term='trickery'/><category term='bloating'/><category term='vitamins'/><category term='diet'/><category term='flare up'/><category term='food'/><category term='eating'/><category term='pain'/><category term='insurance'/><category term='immune system'/><category term='sick'/><category term='ulcer'/><category term='mind-body connection'/><category term='clinical trial'/><category term='drugs'/><title type='text'>Gastro Disastro</title><subtitle type='html'>Gastroparesis.  Some days are better than others.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-8370004294397642600</id><published>2012-01-24T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:50:46.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flare up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycle'/><title type='text'>Hello again!</title><content type='html'>Not a very welcome hello, for when I post on here, you know it's back with a vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;The flare-ups have to be tied to my cycle, which came a month early.&amp;nbsp; This 3-month birth control (on for Endometriosis) has me all out of whack.&amp;nbsp; I've been in pain and extremely bloated, after eating very little, for about a week now.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping that it will go away in the next week.&amp;nbsp; But until then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd almost forgotten what the bad times are like.&amp;nbsp; This is awful.&amp;nbsp; It's such an emotional affliction when it takes away from your ability to get anything done, when you REALLY have to get some things done.&amp;nbsp; Quality of life is in the toilet right now.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't whine.&amp;nbsp; I know people have it worse.&amp;nbsp; But right now I'm dreading going home where they will worry, especially since I just quit my job (meaning: quit my health insurance).&amp;nbsp; Luckily, my gastro doc and the drug study nurse are going to keep seeing me.&amp;nbsp; Just need to find a way to get EKGs and labs paid for.&amp;nbsp; But I had to do it, that job was affecting my quality of life more than the GP...'til now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel huge.&amp;nbsp; I feel pregnant.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to explain to my new co-workers and hard to hide.&amp;nbsp; I really hope this subsides soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-8370004294397642600?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/8370004294397642600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/8370004294397642600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/8370004294397642600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-again.html' title='Hello again!'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-7261978659175331941</id><published>2011-08-15T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:46:58.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='symptoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>list for doctor</title><content type='html'>currently, in addition to nausea, inability to eat/drink, and extreme bloating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;increased salivation&lt;br /&gt;hot/cold flashes&lt;br /&gt;extreme lethargy&lt;br /&gt;headaches&lt;br /&gt;mod-extreme shortness of breath in evenings (could be made worse by allergies, def related to bloating)&lt;br /&gt;seeing movement in peripheral vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slight twitching occasionally&lt;br /&gt;feeling of increased heart rate occasionally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-7261978659175331941?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7261978659175331941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/08/list-for-doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7261978659175331941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7261978659175331941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/08/list-for-doctor.html' title='list for doctor'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-8922038653675277935</id><published>2011-08-14T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:36:44.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>by the way...</title><content type='html'>This support community has been exactly what I needed on more than one occasion:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="https://www.inspire.com/groups/agmd-gi-motility/"&gt;https://www.inspire.com/groups/agmd-gi-motility/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-8922038653675277935?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/8922038653675277935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/08/by-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/8922038653675277935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/8922038653675277935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/08/by-way.html' title='by the way...'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-545798767791700866</id><published>2011-08-14T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:40:27.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shortness of breath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lethargic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloating'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days have been abundantly awful.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the past week had been pretty damn bad, but it's the extreme shortness of breath that really bothers me.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I could suffocate, but I know panicking will only make it worse.&amp;nbsp; I think it's a combination of allergies and gas from eating (anything really, these days).&amp;nbsp; Having a spell.&amp;nbsp; Good thing I bought all that food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another thing I hate, wasting food.&amp;nbsp; I have all this good stuff that I want to make, that I could eat when I'm stable, but this comes on so suddenly that I fear it going bad.&amp;nbsp; Plus, cooking relaxes me.&amp;nbsp; So, if things don't improve in the next day or so, my co-workers will be getting a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to go out in the evenings at all the past few days.&amp;nbsp; Went to the Saints game on Friday, but ended up being sick later that night.&amp;nbsp; Didn't even try last night due to the not being able to breathe.&amp;nbsp; Figured I just can't eat hardly anything, so today, I had about a half cup of grits in the morning and some chips and salsa in the late afternoon (both times I prepped by taking 1 1/2 pills (Cisapride).&amp;nbsp; And now, now I feel (and look) pregnant and can't breathe.&amp;nbsp; I really hate this.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how many times I can say this.&amp;nbsp; If I was on a path to becoming a hermit before, this just solidifies it.&amp;nbsp; I'm only good in the morning.&amp;nbsp; Basically, my free time away from my consuming job is ruined a lot of the time.&amp;nbsp; Being on the internet is about all I can do from a horizontal position.&amp;nbsp; Reading yes, but I tend to fall asleep these days.&amp;nbsp; The other night I did do some drawing though, so that's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the other thing though.&amp;nbsp; I'm so tired, so tired all the time.&amp;nbsp; Caffeine doesn't even matter anymore.&amp;nbsp; I can have three shots of espresso and still pass out on the couch after reading a few pages.&amp;nbsp; It's not lack of sleep either, unless I need more than 9 hours, which is ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; Today, I got the shakes from carrying a couple grocery bags into the house. &amp;nbsp; I sat on the balcony and spaced out, let my body sink for a good half hour before feeling "right".&amp;nbsp; I just feel weak and my body feels old.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure part of it is nutritional.&amp;nbsp; I've got to get better about the vitamins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-545798767791700866?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/545798767791700866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/08/past-few-days-have-been-abundantly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/545798767791700866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/545798767791700866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/08/past-few-days-have-been-abundantly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-6061504404954369148</id><published>2011-06-06T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T18:51:32.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the crap?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so maybe I'm an idiot, but I thought Prilosec and Prevacid (hello, it's in the name) did more than alleviate heartburn.  I DON'T HAVE HEARTBURN.  My fucking mid-section feels like someone is twisting it, HARD.  Hence the ibuprofen.  How the hell is heartburn medication supposed to help.  I don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-6061504404954369148?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/6061504404954369148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-crap.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6061504404954369148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6061504404954369148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-crap.html' title='what the crap?'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-1737731476663831295</id><published>2011-06-06T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:47:05.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still in flare-up mode.  Things seemed to go back to "normal" after last weekend, but went back to crap this weekend.  What is it about weekends?!  Dammit!  So yeah, not able to eat much again and I should be sticking with liquids, but it's very hard.  Was taking a lot of ibuprofen to combat the pains, but doc said to cool it with that and try Prilosec or Prevacid (???).  We'll see.  I'm so glad I made an ENORMOUS amount of baked ziti last night.  Thought this would let up soon, but maybe not, so I froze most of it.  Food stresses me the FUCK out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the doc if your woman times could affect the flare-ups and he said he's had a few people who have seemed to have that problem.  Since I'm on the 3-month pill (for endometriosis and cysts), I'm thinking that's why it's particularly bad right now.  (I'm at the end of the 3rd month).  Looking back, all the other more manageable flare-ups have been mid-cycle (or when it would be my time, if I weren't on this wackadoodle pill).  So, it seems logical to me.  And shitty.  Also shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if dating weren't hard enough. &lt;br /&gt;SWF.  33, never married.  (Hmmm.)  Has fun, quality-of-life medical issues and is possibly sterile, or will be soon.  Also, half blind with an "artistic temperment" (read: moody and sometimes depressive).  Make a line, boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-1737731476663831295?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/1737731476663831295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/06/still-in-flare-up-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1737731476663831295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1737731476663831295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/06/still-in-flare-up-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-3424295613894324755</id><published>2011-05-29T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T08:57:04.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flare up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>#^$&amp;@*!</title><content type='html'>The evening of May 26, 2011 is when it started. Now this is a full-blown flare-up. Not even the usual extreme and uncomfortable bloating, but pain. Not just the mild discomfort pain, but the pain where I can't move around. It feels like my entire mid-section is twisted and stuck with pins. It hurts in my back too and I can hear my stomach gurgling and have the occasional spasms. I didn't eat anything until 4pm today because I was scared. Even then, I had chicken tortilla soup with a very small slice of bread torn up and put in the soup (to make it more easily digestable) and a small amount of chocolate ice cream. I can't believe that did me in. I hate this. I hate going back to how it was before the pills. I wonder if I've built up a tolerance or if this is just a particularly bad Bad Time. I have all this food in the house and I can't eat it. I hate that. I'm hungry, but I'm scared of eating. I HATE LOSING TIME! This would happen on a three-day weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-3424295613894324755?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/3424295613894324755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3424295613894324755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3424295613894324755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='#^$&amp;@*!'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-5338335448749273633</id><published>2011-05-16T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T08:08:33.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycle'/><title type='text'>Mark your calendars</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-5338335448749273633?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/5338335448749273633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/05/mark-your-calendars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/5338335448749273633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/5338335448749273633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/05/mark-your-calendars.html' title='Mark your calendars'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-7681046400700673606</id><published>2011-02-13T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T16:59:45.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fluctuations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Entering a Bad Time, as of last night.  Don't really want to talk about it, but thought I should log it for future reference.  Extremely bloated, nearing painful, nausea, burping.  Ginger ale for dinner and even though I have so much to do, reading on the couch is in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real tired of this.  Tired of lost time.  Tired of it sneaking up on me, even with the meds.  Wish I could make people understand without having to explain it.  Feel like a whiner as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-7681046400700673606?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7681046400700673606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/02/entering-bad-time-as-of-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7681046400700673606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7681046400700673606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2011/02/entering-bad-time-as-of-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-6085762857844029236</id><published>2010-12-13T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T19:11:06.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food is evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fluctuations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cisapride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>Chicken or egg?</title><content type='html'>Does your stomach ever hurt so much that it radiates to other parts of your body?  I can't tell if it started in my shoulder or my stomach, but both hurt so much I want to puke.  Having hot cocoa for dinner.  And this, on the day I had my 3-month Cisapride check-up (blood, EKG, dr visit) and reported that everything is going well.  Yes, even with the "miracle drug", the fluctuations and Bad Times continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-6085762857844029236?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/6085762857844029236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/12/chicken-or-egg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6085762857844029236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6085762857844029236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/12/chicken-or-egg.html' title='Chicken or egg?'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-3794891263192523685</id><published>2010-11-12T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T17:14:05.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cisapride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>It's weird how it fluctuates.  Even though the Cisapride makes it better, I still have good times and bad.  I'd gained back 5lbs, luring me into a false sense of stability and then BAM.  Yesterday marks the start of a Bad Time, just in time for Po-Boy Fest on Sunday. :(  Even though I took a pill, after eating a small amount today, I had to fight to keep the food down.  Right now I'm opting to lay down for a few hours after dinner in the hopes of being able to go to a concert tonight.  I hate the downtime, but I get so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-3794891263192523685?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/3794891263192523685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/11/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3794891263192523685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3794891263192523685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/11/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-6329460275494299617</id><published>2010-09-26T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:24:13.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>AND....</title><content type='html'>Dating.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing more of it now and am finding it hard to figure out when to bring up the eating thing.  I'm inclined to just put it out there, but I don't know if I should just see how "normal" I can make it before having to say something.  I just don't want guys thinking I'm being "dainty" or that I don't enjoy a good bourbon.  I do!  I did.  I might be able to again, on a good night, when I haven't eaten a lot that day, and I have my meds.  Maybe.  I hate planning all this out!  I hate that when a guy asks me where I want to go, I have to consider it carefully.  It's depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-6329460275494299617?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/6329460275494299617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/09/and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6329460275494299617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6329460275494299617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/09/and.html' title='AND....'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-2684972589864927297</id><published>2010-09-26T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:03:11.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clinical trial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='propulsid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='symptoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cisapride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>well....</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile, and that usually means that things are going well.  They are, or were, until I started running out of my Cisapride pills.  I'm supposed to get more this week, but I've had to cut the dosage in half to make them last this long.  I just took my last one tonight and I can only hope that I can get more tomorrow.  You really don't notice just how much they help until you don't have them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the old feelings and symptoms of a few months ago coming back.  It's funny how you forget these things, even think that "well, it wasn't that bad".  But it was, is.  The shortness of breath, the pain, the constant state of discomfort and feeling like you just want to unzip your belly, the fatigue, god, the fatigue.  No vomiting.  Hopefully I can put that off and get the pills soon.  I barely ate today.  Tomorrow I'm aiming for soft/liquid diet, just so I can get through the day and have enough energy to work on things after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you worry.  Because I've had some odd symptoms recently (fairly extreme shortness of breath, twitching in the extremities), I wonder if they'll refill my pills (it's a clinical trial).  I need those pills.  It makes me want to cry that I need those pills and to be so dependent on them.  I don't want to go back to the way it was.  All this, with just the remote possibility of not getting them.  It's a good thing I have this blog.  I really don't want to whine/complain about this anymore out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-2684972589864927297?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/2684972589864927297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/09/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/2684972589864927297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/2684972589864927297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/09/well.html' title='well....'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-3350941512457048591</id><published>2010-07-08T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T21:11:44.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitamins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liquid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cisapride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tropical Oasis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>overload &amp; maintenance</title><content type='html'>I think I just OD'd on vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;I was taking 1 tbsp of the Tropical Oasis liquid multi-vitamin, but went through it all.  No adverse effects from that.  So, I thought I'd try a different, more potent one that I've seen recommended.  It was Alive! Whole Food Energizer.  It said to take 2 tbsp, preferably with food.  Well, I did....it took 30 seconds for me to break out into a sweat, feel like I had knives in my stomach, and to sink to the floor.  A minute later, I had diarrhea.  Nice, I know, but true.  I laid on the floor of the bathroom for some time after before I felt able to move.  I still don't feel good.  Sick to my stomach, headache.  I don't know if it's interacting with the cisapride, or I just can't handle that dosage.  I'll try a 1/2 tbsp maybe, mixed in something, tomorrow.  Anyone out there have this reaction to that vitamin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the Cisapride goes though, it seems to be working.  I've gained 2 lbs, and need to start working out again. ;}  heheh.  I know it's ridiculous, but the no drinking thing is bothersome.  Not that I need alcohol, but...well, it's the red wine I miss.  I enjoy a small glass maybe once a week, and now I can't even do that.  Ah well.  Food or wine, I suppose.  I'm going to inquire about this at my Dr visit on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun development though.  I've been having some pretty grand back/hip pain the past two weeks.  The chiropractor tells me it could be coming out in full force due to the recent weight loss.  I've always had bad shoulders and a nagging pain in my lower right back that would occasionally show up, but this has been rather constant.  Doc also said that sometimes all this body karma catches up with you at once.  Yeah, you said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the GP goes though, with the Cisapride, I've been much better.  I would recommend it to anyone who has a strong heart and low blood pressure.  It took awhile to get it, and I have to go back fairly regularly for EKGs and blood work, but it's worth that just to be able to eat solid food on a regular basis and eat (slightly) more than a fist-sized portion of food at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-3350941512457048591?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/3350941512457048591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/07/overload-maintenance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3350941512457048591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3350941512457048591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/07/overload-maintenance.html' title='overload &amp; maintenance'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-3619919941100725240</id><published>2010-06-13T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T07:34:44.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='propulsid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muscles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reactions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cisapride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>A quick update....more later</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I only took 2 pills.  I figured since I'm supposed to avoid red wine, I could have one hard liquor drink.  It was mostly ginger ale.  About midway through the show I was watching I started feeling that old feeling of painful bloating, wanting to unzip my stomach, and this time, just more pain.  I thought maybe I hadn't eaten enough that day and the alcohol and cisapride weren't mixing well.  Ah, and I also had one very small glass of white (blech) wine at the show.  So, maybe it was the white wine that did it.  At any rate, on the way home, we stopped and I got something small to eat (fries, heh).  I took two ibuprofen when we got to my friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say that last night was the first time I've experienced a solid pain from this and I'm not sure if it was the pills, not enough pills, the wine.  But it seemed to radiate through my torso....like when you're on your period and your entire body aches, this was magnified by....hmm, 10?  It wasn't unbearable, just hurt.  This morning, I still don't feel 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, no more alcohol at all.  In case that was the problem.  I don't think the endometriosis had anything to do with it.  My back and shoulders still ache fairly badly.  I'm hoping a day in the sun will revive my stupid body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-3619919941100725240?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/3619919941100725240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-updatemore-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3619919941100725240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3619919941100725240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-updatemore-later.html' title='A quick update....more later'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-1907843365835648395</id><published>2010-06-10T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:47:02.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='propulsid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cisapride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>Cisapride: Day 1</title><content type='html'>Despite the scary warnings and the hoops you have to jump through to get it, so far this has been promising.  I'm supposed to take one 30 mins before meals and then again at bedtime, but knowing how sensitive I am to pills, I've only taken one so far today.  I'll take another at bedtime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with one (10mg), I did notice that my heart was beating faster and that caused me some concern.  I think it was because I only had a piece of toast and some coffee, but I'm not used to eating normally.  I'm not even used to eating a lot of solid food.  It may take some adjusting, but I don't think I'm going on a regular diet.  I sort of like the small meals more frequently thing.  The problem is the frequently part.  Today I just kept forgetting to either take the pills with me or plan ahead for taking them.  There was a lot of gurgling and hunger pains, so at least the pills seem to be working.  By dinner I was famished and didn't want to wait 30 mins to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, so far so good.  Don't think I can manage 4 pills in a day, so tomorrow we'll shoot for 3.  Two during the day and one before bed.  EKG on Tuesday to make sure the 'ol ticker is doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few other side effects, but they seem to be beneficial.  Cleared up the constipation, but maybe a little too much.  We'll see how well tomorrow goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-1907843365835648395?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/1907843365835648395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/06/cisapride-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1907843365835648395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1907843365835648395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/06/cisapride-day-1.html' title='Cisapride: Day 1'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-3123254524755689038</id><published>2010-05-19T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:25:07.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitamins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coverage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hhs'/><title type='text'>the return: an update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things were going pretty good there for a few weeks, so that was nice.  Tonight marks a vivid return to very small meals and mostly pureed/liquids.  Does anyone else out there have trouble with Ensure?  It's not so much anything in it as the consistency I think.  I can't seem to drink a whole one all at once since I just get full and bloated almost immediately.  The vitamin issue persists.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And because I thought I was doing ok, I had a multi-vitamin pill.  I had eaten (mashed potatoes, pureed peas.  woo!) so I figured it wouldn't sit in an almost empty stomach.  Within 5-10 mins I was sick.  Drinking ginger ale and trying not to move so I can keep it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had surgery last week for what was supposed to be an ovarian cyst removal and turned out to be widespread endometriosis.  After the pain went away, and I got a little vacation from work, I was feeling really good, positive, motivated.  I thought it was the break that did it, but now I'm thinking it was the fact that I hadn't felt nauseous or incapacitated for a couple weeks.  But I remember this, I remember not being able to do what I want to do, the painful manifestations, and trying not to throw up.  Yes, I remember this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Also, it has come to my attention that Idiopathic GP will no longer be acknowledged by Medicare for FY2011.  While this doesn't directly affect me, it is indicative to the lack of understanding and care about people who suffer from this.   And let's face it, should I ever lose my job and my health insurance and have to be on Medicaid, I would be screwed, pre-existing condition issue notwithstanding.  I do plan on writing to Ms. Sebelius (I campaigned for her way back when I was in high school and she was running for Insurance Commissioner AND I've worked for Medicare) and any other representative and urge anyone reading this to do the same.  It's bad enough that this is relatively untreatable, but to take away the right to even attempt to make it better is ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"a. Unacceptable Principal Diagnosis Edit: Addition of Code for Gastroparesis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has been brought to our attention that code 536.3 (Gastroparesis) has a “code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;first underlying disease” note. This note indicates that code 536.3 should not be used as a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;principal diagnosis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Therefore, code 536.3 should have been included on the list of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;unacceptable principal diagnoses in the MCE.  We agree that code 536.3 should have been included on the list of unacceptable principal diagnoses in the MCE. Therefore, for FY 2011, we intend to add code 536.3 to that list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Found here: http://www.kslaw.com/Library/publication/HH042610_Rule.pdf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Contact your reps: http://www.usa.gov/Contact/Elected.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-3123254524755689038?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/3123254524755689038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/05/return-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3123254524755689038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3123254524755689038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/05/return-update.html' title='the return: an update'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-6493312787494735272</id><published>2010-05-01T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:14:11.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the burping....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oh god, the burping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-6493312787494735272?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/6493312787494735272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/05/burping.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6493312787494735272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6493312787494735272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/05/burping.html' title='the burping....'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-4704629809355876267</id><published>2010-04-20T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:17:12.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='propulsid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immune system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cisapride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colds'/><title type='text'>sicky mcsickerson</title><content type='html'>I'm finding that I'm getting sick a lot more.  Usually, I rarely get the common colds and flu that seems to affect many around me.  I like to chalk it up to copious amounts of OJ/vitamin C.  But, since I'm not able to eat, and the acid in OJ is bad, so are pills, it seems lately it's been an issue.  This is the second time in about 4-5 weeks that I've had a head cold.  It's annoying, but also very draining.  Just can't fight it like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in today for the initial meeting about the cisapride study.  I almost didn't sign up.  19 pages of warnings and information, 5 of those pages being drug interaction warnings.  It's kind of scary actually.  Had an EKG and blood test, so we'll see if I'm ok to proceed.  I can tell you right now that my hopes aren't that high simply because I've never, ever been good with medication.  But, who knows.  Gotta try something.  Lost another 2 or 3 lbs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-4704629809355876267?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/4704629809355876267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/sicky-mcsickerson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/4704629809355876267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/4704629809355876267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/sicky-mcsickerson.html' title='sicky mcsickerson'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-7367887135862636772</id><published>2010-04-10T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:43:37.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liquid diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I apologize if anyone is offended by my language, but last night was goddamned awful.  Yesterday I had a little applesauce for breakfast and a hot mocha.  Lunch (late) was some pureed peas and curried-carrot-ginger soup.  I was fine after all that.  Then at about 5pm, I had a handful of Cheez-its and one slice of thin-sliced turkey.  Rebel, I know.  I felt moderately ok, so about an hour and a half later, I had the rest of the Cheez-its (one of those small, vending-size bags).  Yeah, and I did have about 8oz of Pimm's and ginger ale.  I was incapacitated for the rest of the night, just lying there trying desperately not to throw up.  It also felt like a lot of air is trapped in my stomach.  Ended up going to bed early.  What else was I supposed to do?  More lost time and it seems to be in a bad stage right now.  Perfect, since I have company in town and I'll have to explain.  She wants to take me out to dinner on Monday, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I still feel nauseous, but I'm not sure if it's because I'm hungry, it's residual, it's an air pocket, or I'm making myself worry.  I'm scared of eating but I'm hungry.  Even when I'm nauseous, the hunger is still there.  I'll just stick to liquids today and see how it goes.  I have too much to do to lose time by being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-7367887135862636772?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7367887135862636772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-apologize-if-anyone-is-offended-by-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7367887135862636772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7367887135862636772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-apologize-if-anyone-is-offended-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-3219158843181806195</id><published>2010-04-09T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T10:46:59.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitamins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liquid diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greens'/><title type='text'>Liquid Diet Recommendation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/S79n3aU-coI/AAAAAAAAACM/h9605z8QjV4/s1600/8.5ozGSF_Small250x335.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/S79n3aU-coI/AAAAAAAAACM/h9605z8QjV4/s200/8.5ozGSF_Small250x335.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458195475054097026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, liquids/pureed food is just how it's going to be for awhile.  Luckily, I can have coffee still so all is not lost.  I would truly be much more depressed if I had to cut coffee out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone out there with the same issue, I recommend this: &lt;a href="http://www.amazinggrass.com/green-superfood-powder.html"&gt;http://www.amazinggrass.com/green-superfood-powder.html&lt;/a&gt; mixed with this: &lt;a href="http://www.nakedjuice.com/#OurJuices/Background/MainMenu/Families/PureJuice/bottle1"&gt;http://www.nakedjuice.com/#OurJuices/Background/MainMenu/Families/PureJuice/bottle1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole Paycheck (aka Whole Foods) carries both, and they also have a nifty little Blender Bottle for about $6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-3219158843181806195?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/3219158843181806195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/liquid-diet-recommendation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3219158843181806195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3219158843181806195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/liquid-diet-recommendation.html' title='Liquid Diet Recommendation'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/S79n3aU-coI/AAAAAAAAACM/h9605z8QjV4/s72-c/8.5ozGSF_Small250x335.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-2474580171651931033</id><published>2010-04-05T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:33:10.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloating'/><title type='text'>Case of the Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;And some severe bloatage.  I get so tired and depressed when this happens.  How many hours have I lost.  I'm sitting here, trying to make myself work, but all I want to do is lie down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-2474580171651931033?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/2474580171651931033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/case-of-mondays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/2474580171651931033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/2474580171651931033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/04/case-of-mondays.html' title='Case of the Mondays'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-7536557954712872530</id><published>2010-03-31T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:12:13.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ovarian cyst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mmm liquids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concurrent illness'/><title type='text'>On the fly....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;So, not to bring up an un-related issue here, but this past weekend I had another extremely painful ovarian cyst and ended up going to the ER.  I hyperventilated too, which I've never done.  I was on the floor, no one was home, so I ended up making it worse by freaking out.  Hands and legs went numb and stiff, then my mouth.  I tried yelling and no one could hear.  Finally I just gave up and it started to fade.  It was actually rather terrifying.  But, I was relieved to find out it wasn't a seizure or anything like that.  So, yeah, doc wants to do surgery in May.  And of course, I'm worried about the pain meds.  I'm guessing there has to be some liquid form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has seen the return of liquids and pureed foods.  I try and do some solids at night, but because I've been sick with a head cold, I don't really feel like eating anyway.  Whoopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the beach this weekend and by god, even if I have to drink Ensure the whole time, I'm going to have a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-7536557954712872530?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7536557954712872530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7536557954712872530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7536557954712872530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-fly.html' title='On the fly....'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-4991934370643649697</id><published>2010-03-24T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:50:37.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fluctuations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>stop while you're ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, this week has seen improvements in the return of solid food.  I recently learned I'm actually NOT lactose-intolerant so that's opened up whole new worlds (hello orange creamsicles!).  Good news, good news.  But, I find myself hyper-sensitive to every feeling in my stomach and esophagus, a little gun-shy if you will.  I think, "Oh no, is this it, the beginning of a Very Bad Evening?"  I got so excited about the solid food for dinner tonight I think I overdid it.  I forget that just because I can eat solids again, doesn't mean I can eat a "normal" portion.  I'm hoping the sickness stays away until bedtime.  Or, I could just use it as an excuse to NOT do my taxes.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;With all of that, sometimes it's the understanding, or not understanding, of others that gets to me.  My co-workers (most of them) know the issue, but don't really get it.  I fear they think I'm exaggerating or making it up because they see me eat certain things sometimes.  But, I feel like I have to test the waters every so often, even if it means getting sick later.  That said, I'm worried that the next meal will be the beginning of another bad spell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For anyone reading this, do you have these fluctuations?  And do you feel stress has greatly contributed to them?  I'm finding liquid is now more intolerable (right now) than solid, maybe because I feel that it shouldn't be a problem and I drink too much?  The happy medium is constantly in flux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-4991934370643649697?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/4991934370643649697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/stop-while-youre-ahead.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/4991934370643649697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/4991934370643649697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/stop-while-youre-ahead.html' title='stop while you&apos;re ahead'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-3590595603872650963</id><published>2010-03-22T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:35:50.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fluctuations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moderate improvements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>Weekend, +1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Relatively comfortable weekend (barring the sore throat).  I feel like I tolerated more food than I have in the past couple weeks, but I'm not sure any more what is enough.  My proportions on portions are skewed.  Did have solid food at least twice a day though, so that's definitely good.  Still had to buy smaller jeans and size S tops.  My rings will NOT stay on my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this weekend though, I felt like I could eat more today and I fear that may not be the case.  It's 4:30 and I feel intensely bloated, very tired.  No backing up yet.  Will wait a few hours, since it generally takes at least a couple to figure out the real damage done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-3590595603872650963?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/3590595603872650963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3590595603872650963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/3590595603872650963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-1.html' title='Weekend, +1'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-7919433789542789230</id><published>2010-03-18T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:18:17.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>alright then</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just shook my hand and my ring flew off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;20 lbs lost.  Probably half due to working out before things got worse, 10 to not being able to eat enough.  It's just rapid and that is worrisome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-7919433789542789230?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7919433789542789230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/alright-then.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7919433789542789230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7919433789542789230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/alright-then.html' title='alright then'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-493729580290544751</id><published>2010-03-17T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:42:20.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting old'/><title type='text'>Give me cheese, or give me death.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" class="r"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Amblyopia, Gastroparesis, Costochondritis, mid-cycle ovarian cysts, and mild asthma.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But, as of today (test results), not lactose intolerant!  Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-493729580290544751?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/493729580290544751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/amblyopia-gastroparesis-costochondritis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/493729580290544751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/493729580290544751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/amblyopia-gastroparesis-costochondritis.html' title='Give me cheese, or give me death.'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-1741030512711164941</id><published>2010-03-16T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:13:05.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I am weak for the meats.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow, this really will be a daily thing.  Maybe it will help me, someone, anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kept it liquids today with mild discomfort.  The heart thing seems to be getting slightly worse.  I ran through the parking lot in the rain and when I got to the elevator, it felt odd, slightly painful.  It passed.  Meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caved.  Just had couple spoonfuls of mashed potatoes and gravy and a half a turkey burger.  I can feel it starting.  This is going to hurt, but I really wanted some real food.  I think I may go to bed early anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-1741030512711164941?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/1741030512711164941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-i-am-weak-for-meats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1741030512711164941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1741030512711164941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-i-am-weak-for-meats.html' title='Sometimes I am weak for the meats.'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-1629364214068070942</id><published>2010-03-15T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:29:15.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trickery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><title type='text'>What fresh hell is this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I was fine, more than fine, doing really well today.  So well it made me think I was getting better.  That is not so.  I feel awful.  It's starting to be painful and the more I worry, the worse it gets so I'm writing so I don't worry.  This morning I had about a 1/4 c. banana (infant) "oatmeal".  It was mostly liquid.  Feeling great when I woke up.  Started drinking soy mocha at around 10am, never finished.  Maybe 3/4 of it, 1/2?  Still fine.  1/2 c. ginger-carrot soup for lunch at 1:30pm.  Felt fine after that too.  All was well and I was in a pretty good mood, getting things done for a change.  About 4pm I had one of those small snack packs of Cheez-its, was careful to chew up very well and no.....just no.  I've been nauseous, doubled-over, feeling of air pocket ever since about 5pm.  I've noticed it takes about an hour for it to hit.  I so hate this, this utter waste of time.  How many hours, days have I lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I even look sick now.  I hate feeling my bones, the paleness has always been there really.  It's not summer yet, even here.  But it's a different quality, an unhealthy quality.&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat anything else tonight.  I'm scared to even drink water.  The thought makes me want to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Someday you'll pick up these little zeroes and ones, these little virtual artifacts, quiet and unassuming, and you'll understand.  Why I couldn't say anything.  And would you have believed me anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-1629364214068070942?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/1629364214068070942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-fresh-hell-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1629364214068070942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/1629364214068070942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-fresh-hell-is-this.html' title='What fresh hell is this'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-6582005046972250240</id><published>2010-03-14T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:15:59.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind-body connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ulcer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>3.14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today has been a good day so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Went to Whole Paycheck and picked up some soy protein/vitamin powder because I think the pill vitamins have been stacking in my stomach and making me feel worse.  Also some other baby foods and some banana baby oatmeal.  Gotta have variety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No intense bloating, nausea, or discomfort yet today, making me think things are not so bad.  Had applesauce for breakfast, a cookie(!) later, and just had about two small scoops of mashed potatoes and gravy.  Have been sipping iced coffee with protein/vitamin powder in it for the last few hours.  Dinner will be indulging in half a turkey burger because dammit, I need some meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There is definitely something to the stress connection.  The worse I feel mentally, the worse I feel physically.  I realize this is a "duh" statement, but it makes me think that maybe there's an ulcer making it worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last night, I went to dinner with my friends and watched them eat some ridiculously delicious food.  Man I wanted that beef brisket.  The garlic soup was good though and I tolerated wine for a good part of the evening.  I think there was an air bubble or something in my stomach, or at least that's what it felt like.  It felt like air/food was just sitting in my esophagus.  I made myself eat more than I thought was wise and that feeling passed, only to be replaced by mild bloating.  But at this point, I'd take the bloating over the feeling like I'm going to hurl or constantly feel the need to burp.  I will admit, I ate half of a brownie too.  And it was totally worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-6582005046972250240?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/6582005046972250240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/314.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6582005046972250240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/6582005046972250240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/314.html' title='3.14'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-8443861993534599528</id><published>2010-03-12T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:44:17.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up, doc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, thanks to the internet, I'm now scared I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/autonomic-dysfunction"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  It's the heart palpitations that worry me, along with the "floaters", the fatigue and loss of focus I could chalk up to not eating enough.  I mentioned the eye thing to the doc last week and he said I should see an eye doctor.  Well, thanks.  I may just call on Monday and mention the FLUTTERING OF A MAJOR ORGAN.  Man I wish I trusted doctors more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-8443861993534599528?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/8443861993534599528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-up-doc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/8443861993534599528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/8443861993534599528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-up-doc.html' title='What&apos;s up, doc?'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-165248736718391263.post-7490482711598226020</id><published>2010-03-12T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:37:02.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastroparesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>By way of introduction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So, now that the crying jag (and subsequent puking) has passed, would you like some background?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you would.  I mean, who DOESN'T want to hear about other people's stomach trouble?  I dare say no one, everyone?  Wait....what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I was diagnosed with gastroparesis.  The earliest symptom I remember would have been Spring of 2006.  At the time, it was simply intense bloating that passed after a few hours.  Uncomfortable, but I thought it was either what I was eating, how fast, how much, something.  I didn't have health insurance really since I was in college (returning student, I am now 32).  It seemed to go away for a few months, and then return without warning.  This past year, the symptoms have become worse.  The evening bloating so painful and uncomfortable that I felt like I wanted to just unzip my stomach.  By morning, it went back down.  It got to the point that I just pretended I was pregnant to make myself feel better.  But it was also increasingly interfering with my quality of life.  When the bloating started, so did the fatigue and the shortness of breath.  I felt disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I finally went to the doctor and we did the gastric emptying test.  It took 4 1/2 hours for my stomach to empty.  This seems to be mild-to-moderate gastroparesis.  Some have it much worse.  Unfortunately, it is now getting worse for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm not able to tolerate solid food very well at all and even soup, broth, liquid, and baby food is becoming an issue.  And honestly, I'm scared, scared and worried that it will just keep getting worse and I will have to have a feeding tube.  The thought of anything non-organic in my body makes me sick.  Literally.  I was just on the verge of throwing up and foolishly looked up j-tube.  Yeah, that did the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to talk about this.  Not many people know how bad this is and I dread sounding like a whiner.  So, that's what the internet is for, right?  Who knows, maybe some other sufferer will take comfort in what will probably be a near-daily vacillation of highs and lows.  This is really testing my resolve to be a more positive person, it really is.  I'll admit that I'm kind of a sad sack sometimes.  I think too much.  But, when it comes down to brass tacks, I'm still siding for hope and idealism.  There's a balance there that I'll probably constantly be searching for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ANY rate, I'm scheduled to start a clinical study for cisapride (scary drug) on April 20 and it can't come soon enough.  Even then, it will probably take a couple months to get the actual medication.  I tried Reglan, but it was terrible.  Even 5mg doses (3x a day, then 1x) did me more harm than good.  I was so tired and loopy that I could not function.  I ended up crying in my room more than once during a work day simply because I hated feeling out-of-control.  Me and drugs, we don't do well.  But I have to hold out hope...even though cisapride has been known to cause death in patients who mix it with a long list of other meds and that scares the shit out of me.  Of course, Reglan has its own issues now.  Just look at all the lawsuits.  And I know I only took it for a week, but I swear I'm seeing shit and my heart has started fluttering.  Good god, I haven't told anyone that one.  Maybe it's the fact that I'm taking in probably 400-600 calories a day, if I'm lucky.  But, hey-hey, at least I'm losing weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, let's talk about that, because this affliction is more than just food and calories.  It's fucking with my head.  Food is everywhere and is required for most social activities.  I feel like such a kill-joy.  And yet, some of the people around me just don't get it.  Don't bring in your delicious smelling Mexican food and A) ask me if I want some and B) eat it in front of me.   And now I'm REALLY noticing just how large our portions are.  A small is like an extra-large to me now.  I'm supposed to take my friends out to dinner tomorrow night, just to use this gift certificate to a slightly-swank restaurant that I got months ago and I won't be able to enjoy most things on the menu.  "Yeah, I'll have the soup....and could you put it in the smallest cup possible?"  Dammit I miss food.  And I didn't want to lose the weight this way.  I was doing well exercising, but now I feel like I'm 17 again, starving myself.  And yeah, I have a history of that too.  I lost a lot of weight when I was younger by not eating, so yay for revisiting that.  I'm scared this is not only going to starve me, but give me even more body issues, as well as the possibility of other afflictions/problems from not getting enough nutrition.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/165248736718391263-7490482711598226020?l=gastrodisastro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7490482711598226020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-way-of-introduction.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7490482711598226020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/165248736718391263/posts/default/7490482711598226020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gastrodisastro.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-way-of-introduction.html' title='By way of introduction...'/><author><name>Jill Ensley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZARt6-3C87w/SCE5X6nEY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0vXAm_Xy5E/S220/mspic1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
