Glancing at my reflection in the French Doors leading out to our back patio, and even in the darkness I'm noticing the dark circles under my eyes. Eye Baggage.
And I suppose that's not all the baggage I'm toting around.
Stress has loaded itself onto my back, demanding that I ignore my (obvious) need for sleep.
We've got a few ridiculous annoyances backing us up into a corner- but those are "deal-able" (I guess?)
More frustrating and eye baggage creating- something that's not as deal-able. Me.
So? In the past several months- I've had obvious and crazed health issues.
Gallbladder put me out of commission and in the E.R.
Bladder- not the galling one- the other one- put me in an ambulance and the E.R. and thousands of (more) dollars in debt.
Most recently- my "female" issues have been obscenely painful and harsh.
On the couch. Doubled over. Somebody-give-me-some-MORPHINE- harsh.
The other day I noticed some odd symptoms that were more intense than normal.
We're talking nausea, and all that jazz.
I take a pregger test in the morning, and it said "Positive".
The next test says "faintly positive"
And then the next says "totally negative".
And then a few days after- I get my period.
What.. Is. GOING. On?!?!?!
I dunno. It's crazy. I'm confused.
No human being should be in THIS much pain. It's MORE than pain. It's crazy discomfort emotional harshness mixed in with HOLYcrap this so freaking HURTS.
I hate it. It bums me out. And DANG IT. I'm so stupid sick of being sick.