When your gut is telling you something

http://www.mollysfund.org/2015/11/lupus-and-the-gastrointestinal-system/

Okay, so lupus brings on a myriad of gastrointestinal problems, but so does fibromyalgia and I have that too, and hypothyroidism and you guessed it, I have that as well. So, my I am navigating being sick as it comes. Let me tell you, it is difficult when you don't know what the hell is wrong with you and what illness is causing it and neither does your doctor. It makes me want to scream!

The worst thing is the chronic constipation. This last run lasted 5 weeks. That is right folks, 5 weeks without going to the bathroom for number 2. I was taking all the meds the doctor had given me from the previous time, along with fiber and water and nothing until today. It was only a few rocks but I felt a little better. At least it wasn't like the last time I had a dry spell; after 4 weeks of constipation I then got severe diarrhea and cramps.

Well, I am going to take today as a small victory but I have to see the gastroenterologist although I dread it. I find it hard to find the energy to get up and take a shower, forget about actually getting to my appointment and waiting for hours to see another doctor without answers. It gets to be depressing and demoralizing when doctors don't or can't help, but I know I can't give up.  

http://www.mollysfund.org/2015/11/lupus-and-the-gastrointestinal-system/

Almost an Emergency!

Today I had to work...which for a teacher during summer truly sucks. I had to sit through a four day inservice about our "new" old curriculum we tried four years ago and abandoned three years ago. Needless to say, it is a major snoozer!
Anyway, after only two days, Monday and Tuesday, I got so tired that it made me sick...I was throwing up and hugging the toilet like a drunk! So, I missed my conference on Wednesday. I wasn't too disappointed, except for the fact that I couldn't sleep because of the horrible feeling in my stomach. It felt as though my stomach was just refusing to digest my food.
Today, I joined my fellow teachers and by lunch I felt like I was having a stroke; my head was throbbing and I felt so dizzy that I thought I was going to faint. All the while the other teachers were chatting about the administrators, and I couldn't even understand the gossip! I truly felt as though I needed to go to the hospital. As if in a dream, I ended up at Johnny Carino's, and managed to order something...all the while wondering whether I should tell someone that I was about to die....or at least it felt that way.
I convinced myself that I would eat for a while and that it might have been the Vicodin I took in the morning without breakfast and that I would feel all better after I ate lunch. Slowly but surely, the conversations began to become clear...I could finally understand the gossip and I didn't feel as if my head was going to explode!
It terrifies me how close I came to making my co-workers drop me off at the emergency room...it was very close to Johnny Carino's by the way.
I wonder what they would have said?