5 more sleeps...

Five more sleeps until Endoscopy Day (as if it's some calendar holiday.) It should have been this past Monday, but Zuul the gatekeeper(she was very nasty) scheduled it a week later than the doctor said. It didn't dawn on me to argue.

I basically feel like I'm force feeding now. Food, all food, makes me nauseous. And, as noted in diagram above, that pain in my stomach has come back. Sometimes it hurts and wakes me up. I regurgitate most of my food, which is also not fun. I feel dehydrated all the time and my skin is peeling. The moral of the story is... why did I do this? I'm sure there was some logical reason. Right?

(Also, it's kind of peeving me that no one has asked if I needed anything during these past four weeks. Maybe people thought I would ask or something. Really, though, when someone says "let me know if I can help" or "do you need anything?" it's easy to just say, "actually if you can, could you pick up a few things from the store for me?" Having to ask something like that outright just feels rude and humiliating... especially when you already feel worn out and sick.)