I pooped today
Boy I tell ya, if you can't poop for long enough, it really gets ya. I'm so tired. Doctor appt yesterday for prescription renewal and she informed me that if I must, I could go into ER and they'd get a GE on call to come deal with my tight ass. Dan took me. We picked up some drugstore enema stuff. I was looking for those bags with hoses but all I found was a squeeze bulb and one-use squeeze bottles of prepared stuff. So I grabbed some of those, the ones made for medical use that didn't caution against using it in my condition. Well it was a very painful and discouraging time last night but today the damn is breaking. It's still painful but hopeful instead of discouraging. I feel nauseous half the time. I'll just focus on sending fiber down and keep praying I guess. I was going to quit eating for awhile, the pressure yesterday was too intense. I will keep it down to very little food till it's feeling better but I can at least send more fiber down to prevent more trouble.
Well unless I've got a blockage farther up like I was thinking last summer. I mean, this has been going on a LONG time.
So my back aches. It's a side effect of the ass wound. All the muscles around it spasm in sympathy. Also, the pain and tiredness creates slouching. Sitting funny to take weight off my anus makes me sit funny.
Because I sit or lay around too much I've got tiny bedsores on my ears and my butt is getting sore spots. I'm so ready to be energetic again. I haven't feel well enough to be energetic since my 30s! I know it won't be like I'm 20 something but between the thyroid malfunction, obesity, stress dealing with a maniac husband, and now this last year of hell, I haven't been my true self in age. My true self paints fences and digs gardens and runs down the block for a lark. And I may slow down, but being stopped utterly has been hard on my self image.
Being this ill, however, has been good on the marriage as well as finally finishing my weight loss. Dan's been much more civilized over the christmas period and takes better to correction. I've even felt affection for him on occasion lately because of it. It isn't easy to be nice to someone who's constantly pissing you off, after all.
Thank you for the internet, all you lovely sciencey geeks of yesteryear. It's been my salvation while housebound, bedridden and nearly friendless. I'm watching a motorcycle ride through the appalachians right now. If the TV producers has only known, how much easier would it have been to provide programming? Now it's too late. Youtube has won the war and it's just a matter of time watching the broadcast networks slowly starve away or grow into something else. TV could never have filled so many hours with distraction. Okay, bath is ready, bye!
Well unless I've got a blockage farther up like I was thinking last summer. I mean, this has been going on a LONG time.
So my back aches. It's a side effect of the ass wound. All the muscles around it spasm in sympathy. Also, the pain and tiredness creates slouching. Sitting funny to take weight off my anus makes me sit funny.
Because I sit or lay around too much I've got tiny bedsores on my ears and my butt is getting sore spots. I'm so ready to be energetic again. I haven't feel well enough to be energetic since my 30s! I know it won't be like I'm 20 something but between the thyroid malfunction, obesity, stress dealing with a maniac husband, and now this last year of hell, I haven't been my true self in age. My true self paints fences and digs gardens and runs down the block for a lark. And I may slow down, but being stopped utterly has been hard on my self image.
Being this ill, however, has been good on the marriage as well as finally finishing my weight loss. Dan's been much more civilized over the christmas period and takes better to correction. I've even felt affection for him on occasion lately because of it. It isn't easy to be nice to someone who's constantly pissing you off, after all.
Thank you for the internet, all you lovely sciencey geeks of yesteryear. It's been my salvation while housebound, bedridden and nearly friendless. I'm watching a motorcycle ride through the appalachians right now. If the TV producers has only known, how much easier would it have been to provide programming? Now it's too late. Youtube has won the war and it's just a matter of time watching the broadcast networks slowly starve away or grow into something else. TV could never have filled so many hours with distraction. Okay, bath is ready, bye!