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.
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