The past three months have taken their toll on me. Stress. And it’s hit me in my intestines.
I’ve mentioned the bad, bad heartburn I had about a month ago. The Prilosec worked well. I took it for the two weeks and things got better. I was also being more careful about what I ate, staying away from things I knew would bother me (like the diet macaroni and beef dinner; it’s really good, but it’s killer on my system). I was doing better until Thursday night.
I knew better. Brian went to get dinner because I wasn’t in the mood to cook. I should have. He went to Subway, but the line was too long, so he got Mexican. Just a large tostada with beans, lettuce, cheese, guacamole and sour cream. If I could have stopped there, I’d have been fine. But no, I also had to eat the comfort food, the Ben & Jerry’s New York super fudge chunk ice cream. I was tired of eating it a quarter of the way through. I should have stopped. But I didn’t. It was, after all, “comfort food”. I ate the entire thing.
I’ve been paying for it ever since. I had hardly anything yesterday. My stomach was so upset last night, that I stayed on the sofa. Adding to the indigestion, I’ve also had pretty bad gas. I’m tired and I’m not sleeping well.
Brian went to the property this morning and he advised me to not do anything today. Like not get on the computer. But stuff needs to be done, the dishes need to be put away, cats need to be fed. litterboxes need to be cleaned and so far, I’ve never seent them take care of themselves.
I’ve got a sore leg, something that comes and goes. It starts at my hip and just aches. I’m icing down my back right now, hopefully that will do the trick.
I just want to feel better. I’m tired of being tired. And I know it’s because I’ve been so stressed out. My emotions are messing with my physical wellbeing.