Housesitting

[tarotgal]

So ends day one of my housesitting adventure. Well, I still need to do dishes, sweep, take out the trash and recycling, and do the cat boxes. The dog was very unhappy today. Was stubborn and wouldn't go on a long walk with me no matter how much I tried to urge him to using treats and all.

Went to bed at 2:30am, woke up at 5am to take family to the airport. Unfortunately, it was National not Dulles, and I've never driven there before. REALLY wasn't a fun drive there during rush hour. And even with good directions I made 3 wrong turns on the way home. I was in SO much pain this morning. Doubling over in pain sort of pain. Not fun. I went home and watered the plants and walked the dog. Then I got a call from Boss saying I didn't have to go into work. So I napped for several hours and then gave the dog lunch and walked him again. Then I went to the doctor's.

SO not helpful. Doctor doesn't know what I have. Not that it's his fault- he can't see inside of me or anything. But it could be anything from acid reflux (which I don't think it is because I've had that and this is NOT that) to a stomach ulcer. So he put me on meds that, unfortunately, the pharmacy didn't have- DOH- so I have to get them tomorrow. Here's hoping they'll help, but I'm not entirely optomistic. They drew some blood to do expensive tests so maybe something will show up. Because after doubling over in pain several times this morning and sitting on the floor in front of the toilet for an hour this afternoon, I'm REALLY getting annoyed at this thing. Whatever the hell it is.

Anyway, it's going to be a BUSY week, but at least I get some time to myself. Boss went on vacation today and so no work until Monday. Assuming I'm not dying tomorrow, I might try to squeeze in a little Batman in-between dog walkings and grocery shopping and getting meds and all.

Not to mention cleaning and packing to leave next week.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

::hugs:: Poor thing! That sounds awful. I really hope those meds work. Problems of the stomach are no where near fun.

I always hate the summer for that reason; as the temperature goes up, my stomach's happiness goes down exponentially. Actually, I've spent the last few days curled up with a pillow squeezed to my stomach, fighting a losing battle to force everything to settle down, down there, so I can sympathize. But nowhere near what you've been going through, I think.

Good luck with that, sweetie. I hope you feel better soon!

-c

[brigidmn.livejournal.com]

Understanding the doctor frustration. I spent 8 years trying to have stuff figured out with my stomach. Finally spent forever able to pretty much only eat pasta and salad (since I don't like cooking meat) and having to lay down right after I ate.
Then I saw a new doctor...of course the first thing he asked was if I was pregnant, looked at him and said this has been going on for 8 years; if I'm pregnant, this is not the problem. He didn't have a clue what it was, but put me on prevacid for a couple years and it's better 98% of the time now. Still have to be careful not to eat too much at once though.

But really hoping you feel better and the meds help. It's no fun not being able to eat.