Tuesday, July 18, 2006

road to raleigh through ER patient update.

so i travel on down to raleigh, n.c. to do the rock & shop market...all is well, we do some back roads - see cool backroad visuals (ie: devil dog dungaree signage). we are suckers for back roads. love em. will always drive them granted there is time and we aren't doing the coast to coast scramble in 3 days drive (believe me, we've done that several times). make it into raleigh to my uncle and aunt's - & are greeted by the bosco doggie - amazing rescue dog that was tied to a post, attacked by 8 (yes, 8) other dogs and ripped to shreds. people brought him in to the vet to put him to sleep and this amazing vet operated for hours and days and here we have mr. bosco. the sweetest, most amazing tank of a dog - scars and all hanging out with my uncle and aunt. they have 2 other dogs too that are their "kiddo's" - another amazing rescue boxer that is just the sweetest dumpling of a pup, tater and then the matriarch of the family, plum. very cool that they have them. anyways, onto the next day and thus, the beginning of my downfall into sickdom.

i wake up on saturday ready to do the market and eat my banana and oatmeal and then start to feel sicky. now, i have recently been diagnosed with IBS (irritable bowel syndrome) - sometimes i think this is way too much info for anyone to want to know while reading a blog so i haven't shared this on here. well, now i'm gonna. sorry if it is tmi but...here ya go. it affects my business and while this is my semi-quasi business and personal blog - here ya have it. so i start to get sick (as in in the bathroom a whole bunch - sorry...) and i crawl into bed with lots of immodium. i gather at this point when i start to get sick i self perpetuate this and get stressed that i'm getting sick...and then get more sick b/c stress excacerbates it...i'm definitely in need of some techniques to calm myself down b/c i hate how i feel when i get like this. and it lays me out for a good part of the day normally. so i'm in bed, and worried about the show and maybe not doing the show and worry worry worry, stress stress stress, i feel like poo. so, god bless that man, my husband goes and does the whole show for me. sets up, sells, breaks down, the whole nine yards. (my uncle went and helped out too for a while.) so i didn't get to meet up with and of the richmond crew that was there, or my friends charles and ileana with india*romeo. now i'm feeling mopey and we decide to head back to virginia that night since we don't have a/c in the bus and god knows we seem to be having a heat wave in most of the country.

bringing me to sunday. still feeling off but not terrible - so i decide to continue with plans to meet up with a friend at a bbq she is having and my parents go with me. start to feel worse mid day. really start to feel bad by the evening. go home to parents and crash hard core for 2 hours of sleep with the bad stomach crampies and nausea. ick. my momma takes me home after trying to take care of me (your always a momma even to your 32 yr. old daughter eh?!) and i fall into bed and continue to feel like total sh*!. my mister comes home with maalox and i down that and crash out. i still have an earache from that cold i told you about 2 weeks ago - so still can't hear, ear hurts, belly hurts, intestines hurt, chest hurts from coughing, nose hurts from blowing...you get the picture. bad news bears baby. monday i wake up, more immodium, trying not to cry, off to the ER the mister takes me. spend allllllllllllllllllllllllllll day in the ER. people that came in after me are going before me. i still feel like crying. i'm trying to slump over in a chair b/c there is no where to lay down. sad pitiful jenifer. they finally call me in and i give them my spiel - so i get an antibiotic and the 'keep fluids in me' lecture and some codeine for the cough. but nothing for the IBS. it's a hot potato - no one knows how to deal with this. anyways, home i go. crash again and now it's tuesday. still in bubble land and cannot hear but at least my belly is starting to feel better; enough so that i can actually lay here and post in my blog. so that was a long story no? so my postings might be a little errant this week as i'll be in and out of the land of the living! hope everyone else is fairing better than moi.

xxx.

9 comments:

Georgia said...

Oh my gosh Jenifer! I've heard how life-interrupting IBS can be. I'm so sorry that you're dealing with all of that, and sorry that you missed the show, but that must be one pretty incredible hubby you have. Give him a hug for me! LOL

Cathryn of Maine said...

Jenifer! I'm so sorry to hear that you've been sick. Wow, your husband sounds like one peach of a guy, doing your show for you and everything.
Hoping this isn't totally inappropriate and frivolous to post this at the end of your horrible tale, but WE HAVE THE SAME FLIP FLOPS. Yep, if those reef flops in the "scary sicky bedside" photo are yours, them's the ones. Omigod!
Sorry I haven't had proper time to email and say thanks for my beautiful sprout studio goodies sent ages ago now. . . my excuses are moving madness, stress, heat, etc. I fervently hope that you are feeling better and that you continue to enjoy the wonderful summer that your photos seem to show.
Take extra good care, you!

Beth said...

Jenifer, I am so sorry you went thru that. There is so nothing worse than feeling sick like that. Once, I had food poisoning on an Amtrak train! They had to stop the train, and take me to the ER - I utterly know how you feel. Have you tried some breathing techniques for the IBS?

One Little Monkey said...

I'm sorry, Jenifer--feel better soon!

candykid6 said...

*you can't see me right now but i'm singing*
i love you jenifer...
i really dooooooo...
i love you jenifer...
feel better soon...
when your not happy...
i'm blue...
I LOVE YOU JENIFER...
GET BETTER SOON!!!!

sharla said...

My boss' wife has IBS and there is a certain medicine that she swears by. I'll try to find out what it is for you. I've heard how awful it can be. Your husband sounds like an angel. What a good guy!

Pootlecat said...

bless! you've been a real sick bunny. glad to hear you're on the mend and that your man is taking good care of you. IBS is a real drag, but with good management you can control it. Keep being good to yourself. x

LB said...

Waah. I'm sorry you're feeling so, uh, "crappy." ;-)

I remember last year when we talked and you were hoping to get a "real" diagnosis. Well, that's the fun part about IBS. You get that diagnosis, but then you're on your own, baby. No two people have the same triggers, or the same results with the many so-called "remedies" floating around.

There's a good IBS support group forum online. I'll e-mail it to you. I've gotten some good ideas off of the site, even though nothing ever "cures" it.

I hope you feel better soon!

mi2 in CA said...

so sorry that happened. =( Really wish you feel better now! See... we all read your blogs and care about you!

Hugs
Take Care