I have been having the most hectic and high blood pressure inducing weeks ever! Every time husband and I think that we have finally managed to catch a break, something else goes wrong and we are back to freaking square one. And to top it all off, I have having tummy troubles almost every other day. I woke up somewhere last week, strangely, having gastric and by the end of the night I was shitting up a storm! That lasted for two whole days and then I was ok. After a few days the same thing happened. And today was the last straw; in under one hour, I was at the toilet twice. The pain in my stomach was so unbearable that I felt like I was dying or that an alien was probably growing in me.
I finally visited the doctors today and it could be any out of these thing; a duodenal ulcer, irritable bowel syndrome (IBS) or some pesky bacteria which refuses to die(!). And the cherry on top of all this is, I have to ingest a chalk-like substance three times a day along with pills and what not. Even describing it makes me wana hurl! Either ways, if the drugs that were given to me doesn't alleviate my problems, two words: STOOL SAMPLE. That's right, I will have to collect my own poop (which has to be fresh by the way) and give it to the lab immediately so that they can check for bacteria. Oh my delicate, feminine sensibilities! This is the worst thing ever since collecting urine samples.
I have never wished for any medical miracles until right now.