Hooray!

I find it mildly, sadly, humorous that I feel six months pregnant nearly every day, yet I am now 35, completely single, with dwindling chances of ever actually being pregnant.

Missing Mardi Gras

Annnnd, we're back.
Was doing good and then BAM, down for the count.  Monday evening, having not eaten anything all day, I took my pills, then ate a sandwich.  Said sandwich had bacon on it.  Usually, if I have bacon, I'll eat the meaty parts of two strips and then leave the fat.  Since this was most of the sandwich, and I'd taken my pills, I left everything intact.  I'm guessing this was the culprit since I woke up at 3am feeling massive nausea and pain.  I then proceeded to "evacuate" everything in my body, from top to bottom, until about 11am.  I gave up and just laid on the bathroom floor.  The whole time, I had pain contractions, always two in a row.  Usually, the pain is fairly constant and subsides if I lay still.  This time they came on randomly and very intense.

So, here I sit, having missed Mardi Gras (in New Orleans, mind you).  Costume was all ready, plan was set.  There's always next year, but yet again I'm wondering when this will subside.  I still cannot eat, even liquids are a problem.  Why does this happen randomly like this.  I'd thought it was tied to my cycle, but again, since I'm on the three month pill, I don't know if this is when my cycle would really be happening.  I just hope it goes away before my double-shift on Friday.

EDIT:  This was actually food poisoning.  Yay!

#^$&@*!

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.

Chicken or egg?

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.

A quick update....more later

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.

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%.

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.