I just have to kvetch.
I seem to always be in some kind of pain. Right now, my head hurts and I'm starving--like, getting shakey and gonna pass out soon, starving. My back and neck muscles are tight and sore. And this is a daily occurence with me.
I know that there's someone out there reading this (well maybe not, but it's at least in the back of your mind) that's going, "Oh stfu and quit complaining," but honestly, this is just how my life is. And I'm miserable. I have to try to plan my day around some form of pain or another.
Take this weekend. It would have been fabulous if not for the migraine that I was enduring most of the time. Then on Saturday night, what should have been an exceptional fireworks display was ruined by exceptional stomach upset: Brandon and I went to eat Sushi and then walked like 6 blocks from our hotel room in downtown Houston to see the fireworks display. On the way there my stomach started hurting. I ended up RUNNING for a port-a-potty, which, by the way, was fucking disgusting. I feel like I sat in something, which was gross enough; then I proceeded to explodeall over the toilet, and then had to ask someone outside for toilet paper. God it was gross. And I was sweaty and hot and miserable the whole time.
But it's not like I'm not doing something about it. I do yoga to try and help with the sore muscles, but they inevitably clench back up when I sleep and I wake up with all my muscles cracking and popping and just as sore and cramped as they were before. I take topamax to help with migraines, but I invariably always have a low-grade headache regardless. Some odd combination of medicines has caused me to become hypoglycemic and extremely sensitive to caffeine so that even one cup of coffee in the morning makes me jittery and craving food like I'm going to die soon. Recently I've also become prone to extreme stomach problems--it's like everything I eat upsets my stomach. I have some theroies on what's caused that, but I won't get into that now.
I need to see several doctors. I need a massage. I need a good cry.
I know that there's someone out there reading this (well maybe not, but it's at least in the back of your mind) that's going, "Oh stfu and quit complaining," but honestly, this is just how my life is. And I'm miserable. I have to try to plan my day around some form of pain or another.
Take this weekend. It would have been fabulous if not for the migraine that I was enduring most of the time. Then on Saturday night, what should have been an exceptional fireworks display was ruined by exceptional stomach upset: Brandon and I went to eat Sushi and then walked like 6 blocks from our hotel room in downtown Houston to see the fireworks display. On the way there my stomach started hurting. I ended up RUNNING for a port-a-potty, which, by the way, was fucking disgusting. I feel like I sat in something, which was gross enough; then I proceeded to explodeall over the toilet, and then had to ask someone outside for toilet paper. God it was gross. And I was sweaty and hot and miserable the whole time.
But it's not like I'm not doing something about it. I do yoga to try and help with the sore muscles, but they inevitably clench back up when I sleep and I wake up with all my muscles cracking and popping and just as sore and cramped as they were before. I take topamax to help with migraines, but I invariably always have a low-grade headache regardless. Some odd combination of medicines has caused me to become hypoglycemic and extremely sensitive to caffeine so that even one cup of coffee in the morning makes me jittery and craving food like I'm going to die soon. Recently I've also become prone to extreme stomach problems--it's like everything I eat upsets my stomach. I have some theroies on what's caused that, but I won't get into that now.
I need to see several doctors. I need a massage. I need a good cry.