Just to catch you up...
As I sit upon my throne (yes, I'm literally on the toilet) and write this blog post, my stomach is aching and my bowels won't stop moving. I'm so very nauseous that I'm actually afraid to move to fast for fear I will inevitably blow chunks. Nausea has to be the absolute worst feeling in the world. Far worse than any pain imaginable. In my mind anyway. That constant nagging that maybe you will and maybe you won't have to run for the bucket; I just can't handle. But I'm not writing this post to talk about puke. I actually have lots to say. First off, I'm sick again (still). It's been going on for several days now. Fatigue, headaches, nausea and mass quantities of diarrhea that just won't stop. And pain, weird muscle type pain in my stomach. Probably from purging every bit of food I attempt to eat. I've lost ten pounds in three days. (Yeah!) Oh, and my poop is dark green. Cool, huh? Not really. So many thin...