It hurts so bad. My stomach. Oh…. It feels like a rock or a knot. I don’t know but I hate this. I have no idea what I ate and why this keeps happening but I can’t take it anymore. Everyday I am sick. I am trying to get ready for work and the pain is almost unbearable. I can’t sit cause that hurts, I can’t lay down cause I won’t want to get up. Which we all know that as soon as I lay down, I’ll have to run to the bathroom. Of course, this time, I am not so sure it will end in the bathroom. It hurts to much. I just want to stick a needle in my stomach and release the pressure. It’s not gas so that won’t work. (Not that I have a needle long enough.) I need to go to the hospital so they can cut me open and take out or repair whatever is causing this pain. Just please get it out of me. Whatever I ate, I’m sorry. I don’t know what to do.
Its funny, I keep thinking that the name why me celiac is whiny. It’s sounds like pity me, I have celiac disease. I have thought of other names that would be better appropriate but its times like these... where it is so very fitting. What did I do, why me? How come people walk around every day with no problems and I walk around with a stomach ache. Or worse. I am trying to make money to pay my bills and I can’t even get ready to go to work. I am stuck here. In pain. So yeah, why me? I am a hard worker and I love money. I have been working 14-16 hour days the last few weeks just to get some bills paid. No breaks. No lunch at UPS and no dinner at National. I don’t even have money for Christmas presents. Not even for my Mom. No one. All because a little piece of gluten has been holding me down for 2 years.
You may know that I have struggled to hold a job for the past 2 ½ years. Sometimes I am stuck in bed for weeks. Now that I know what’s wrong... why can’t I be working and making all of that back? It’s so frustrating. Gluten is everywhere. Lotion, make-up, toothpaste, my counter, the cars I clean, on door knobs. I’m not safe. This is so hard. I feel like I am gonna cry. I can’t take it.
So I looked at the clock, I have been sitting here for 25 minutes in terrible pain. I just want to crawl in a ball. My truck is running. I went out to warm it up and bam (!) pain.
Help me.
I stopped writing two hours ago cause the pain ended up being really bad. I was in the fetal position with tears streaming down my face when my mom came home. She gave me a heating pad and some tissue, to start with. I think the heating pad worked a little cause I could hear the gas bubbles starting to move and that’s always a good sign. I still haven’t gone to the bathroom which is confusing but I could be all bound up from the eggs, milk and soy that I over-consume daily. My stomach still hurts (not terribly like before) and its been 3 hours now. I am looking up all the products I use for GF status. This is so irritating as you probably already know.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
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