It seems like I'm going for some sort of record of going. I've had lots and lots of D today, and most of the time, it isn't a small amount. I guess all that eating I did on Thanksgiving is catching up to me. I am having pretty intense pain tonight, but as it is really sharp, but only for a few minutes at a time, I am going to just deal with it instead of taking a pain killer. I might try a heating pad, but then it will be pressure on my abdomen, which is its own sort of pain. When I try to explain this to my husband, he rolls his eyes, as I am sure he is so sick of me being sick and thinks everything causes me pain.
I can't wait for my husband to go back to work and my son to go back to school. If I were working, I'd want the long holiday weekend to last, but now I just want to lie down and cry in peace and quiet. It is always harder when their home. They know I'm sick, but they still expect me to be like usual. It is just a bit harder for me. I try to do as much as possible for them, but it isn't always easy. Today, my husband took my son to the zoo and they were gone for about 5 hours, and it was still hard on me. Oh, well. I guess it isn't so bad.
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