12,662 Days Alive
1 Aching Me
I think I’m finally on the mend from this stomach misery. I haven’t thrown up but twice today, so it’s an improvement over yesterday.
I still feel like a failure for missing work, though. And I’m still super low on energy. But hey, at least the doctor took me seriously!
I have my Lyrica refilled, which is awesome. I also have my anti-ulcer medication back. The doc said it might be a combo of anxiety, being sick, and my ulcers acting back up. So now I get to take that and an anti-nausea medicine.
Today was one of recuperation and praying not to throw up. So, I’ve totally as worse days.
Mentally, I’m downtrodden and floundering a great deal. I know I’m not useless, but when I’m sick I have that capitalism mentality of being a drain on others because I can’t function. I also feel like I’m letting my team at work down by not being there.
I think I’m going to go to bed soon. I am exhausted and still a little dehydrated.
Take your meds, folks.
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