[best superhero ever]
Over the course of 6 weeks I’ve barely been able to eat— it actually hurts to keep/get food down. Even more odd is the fact that I since it began I have yet to feel hungry and that the food that manages to go in, runs right through me— thus causing me to lose about 10 pounds, even with the gaining of muscle from running/climbing/cycling. After blood tests, stool samples (pleasant!), 3 medications and 2 doctors— still no diagnosis. Tomorrow will include an ultrasound and more blood tests; Friday, I’ll have drugs pumped into me so they can shove a camera down my throat (upper GI tract endoscopy. Some of you may be familiar with one of my hospital & drugs experiences); Saturday, I move down to Florida.
The fact is that I don’t think I’m really scared or worried anymore because of the fact that so many “off” things have been happening to my brain…heart…digestive system BODY, in the past 1-2 years that I’ve accepted I’m just deteriorating for no particular reason. Wee! You’re all invited to my funeral. It’s a BYOS event— Bring your own sombrero.
August 18, 2011
