quidditchgrrl

Am sick. Again.

Spent yesterday feeling like I was being punched in the solar plexus by Rocky - couldn't hold anything down, including water - and moaning like a sumbitch.

Hit the ED at St. Ann's around 10 pm, since the ~~contractions~~ spasms were constant, and they sucked all of my blood then refilled me with Phenergen and saline. Phenergen = nectar of the gods. Gave me my first dose of pain meds too. Fuck, I hate that shit. I now know why my mom pretty much refused to take her pain meds.

Good thing I talked to

1anonymous1 last week and scheduled my upper GI scope, since they didn't seem to find anything indicating I need anything more than some 'abdominal rest' (i.e. liquid diet) and more PPIs.

I WANT SOMETHING DONE GODDAMN IT! I HATE FEELING LIKE SHIT. Kill me now. Please. sob.

hastyent, Andy said you called today while I was out ~~falling asleep in the aisles~~ picking some things up at Wal-Mart. I'll call you tomorrow.

I want to respond to both

redblaze and

archchancellor's posts at some point. I'll have to put it on my list. *conks out*