I’m so frustrated I could cry.
I still can’t eat. I’ve made myself 4 meals in the last 2 days and I haven’t been able to get through one yet. Tonight hubby brought me my favorite soup...I managed 3 spoons before my stomach lurched.
My stomach either hurts because it’s so hungry or it’s lurching and hurting from nausea when I put food in front of me.
Going to the doc is out of the question. They do nothing for me. The next option was exploratory surgery. They don’t even know what they’re looking for. Why in the world would I consent to being cut open with no set plan? That’s just crazy IMO.
They suggested exploratory surgery on my knee when I was 14 and hurt it. I held out 26 more years until they figured out what they were looking for and could take care of it in one surgery.
Anyway. I really hope to feel better tomorrow. I’m so tired of feeling sick. It’s like 24/7 morning sickness that lasts my entire existence.
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Schizoaffective, PTSD, Anxiety
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