Sunday, July 11, 2004


Ooooooooohhhhhh - sick. I hate being sick.

Yesterday was a nice relaxing day. Once again, we decided that we'd spend the day cleaning up around the condo, and once again, we didn't do it. Spent the day relaxing and loving :)

This morning I woke up with abdominal cramping and a severe case of "ohmygodIneedabathroomnow!!!"

Not the first time this has happened recently, and I think K would be happier if I went to see a doctor. but I've been dealing with this for years. Every time I see my doctor about it, he sends me to various specialists, who all do some poking and proding...EXPENSIVE poking and proding (cat scans, colonoscopy, etc) and find...nothing. Hundreds of dollars, time and much pain spent so that they can shrug their shoulders at me and say "I dunno, IBS maybe?" "any treatment? like those commercials with all the pretty ladies showing off their flat bellies?" "no, not for this kind."

So they can do nothing for me. So I will be DAMNED if I'm going back for yet another dose of that crap.

To top it all off, I'm....late. Not drastically, but usually on the pill you can generally pick out the exact time it will happen. And...it hasn't.

Not freaking out yet...check that, not VISIBLY freaking out. K and I have talked about what we would do if something unexpected should happen, and we're both in agreement that neither of us are ready for that kind of complication, so that if something were to happen, steps would be taken (go ahead, judge me...MY body, MY choice :P)

I don't even want to think about it right now. I'm sick.