Today, I want to give up.

So much for positive thinking, huh?
Sleep remains my buddy, but when I'm awake and have to face the reality of the situation, it's a bitter pill to swallow, and all I wanna do is go back to sleep.

Spoke with my GI doctor's nurse a few times today, explaining my symptoms, and my pain level (12 on a scale of 1 to 10), and asking for at least some guidance as to what I should be eating.

After she spoke with the doctor, the only thing they said was to stop taking dicyclomine and call back tomorrow. Dicyclomine is an anti-spasmodic medication. She also said that they may be putting me on Prednisone (a steroid with which I've had nasty experience in the past).

So here I sit, blogging from my bathroom, seriously considering going to the hospital. But if I go, the chances of me getting worse skyrocket because hospitals are breeding grounds for germs and bacteria. The last thing I need right now is a staph infection.

Next time, more self pity. Stay tuned.