My life out loud.

Inspired by the letter P

This week Lizzy has asked that we use the same source of inspiration for our blogs. It’s a letter of the alphabet and words that come to mind. This week I am inspired by the letter P…PAIN.

I’m in pain. My abdomen hurts like a bitch.

I’ve had this problem sporadically over the last few months and I’ve never understood it. Well this last week it has reared its ugly head. I have gall bladder issues. Therefore I thought I could not eat any fatty foods, now I realize i shouldn’t have any food. A strict liquid diet. Fawesome!!! I go to the doctor tomorrow to hopefully determine the issue with my gall bladder. If we don’t find anything the shit will hit the fan because I will be throwing it there.

This has been an ongoing thing with no answers until last Monday night. I woke up at 2:45am in some serious pain. I’ve experienced some painful things before with football (playing with broken wrist, separated shoulder, blah, blah) but this was bad. I eventually gave in and listened to Steph and we went to urgent care. The doctor suggested the cause was gall stones. The pain eventually dissipated as it always does, only to show up again EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. Last night (Sunday) the pain obviously returned around 9:30pm. Normally it lasts between one and two hours. At 8am THIS morning I was still in pain. No sleep, no food, lots of water and LOTS of pain. This isn’t a dull pain either. It’s the pain that gives you shortness of breath and a knot in your back. It sucks ass. I slept a grand total of two hours. It was a bloody miserable night. The worst I’ve ever had.

So, once again, I am headed to the doctor tomorrow to determine what the hell is going on.

I’m not inspired by pain I am consumed by pain. You can’t get comfortable, its hard to breathe, and nothing works at alleviating it. It ends when it ends.

The letter P:
Pain – I have it
Pizza – Can’t eat it
Potatoes – Can’t eat them
Papaya – Can’t eat them
Pasta – Can’t eat it
Pumpkin Pie – Can’t eat it
Pancakes – Can’t eat them
Poop – Hard to
Pee – Too often

Pray – that I may sleep through the night along with my doctor appointment tomorrow.

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