Katies Opinion


Tumbleroll

        I’m sick =(    My stomach hurts like a bitch. I went to the doctor’s last night, and he said it’s noisy inside *Hehe* It’s gas and acid and all that in my stomach and small intestines. He gave me a few diff pills for the pain and gas and acid. I even got a shot on my butt. I looked like hell, and he said he’d give me the shot if I can’t take the pain. Obviously, I agreed. There’s no way I’m gonna be up half the night crying again.   It actually started Tuesday night. I thought it’s because I didn’t eat anything, and it wasn’t this intense. It was alright the day after, except when I was a little bit late with dinner. Had to run a few errands, and the pain started. Even after dinner it didn’t go away completely. I got up around 1.30am with cramps from hell, I thought I just needed to eat something. I had some cereal with milk, even drank soya bean milk. Nada. I went back to bed and cried and whined myself to sleep. When I got up for breakfast it was alright, but started again at lunch time. I had lunch at around 2pm, I guess it was a little late. The pain didn’t stop and got worse every hour. By dinner, I couldn’t take it anymore, and had my uncle drive me to the doctor’s. It’s ridiculous, I can’t even sit for long let alone walk around. I spent the day lying down in a fetal position, cuz it doesn’t hurt that much when I’m like that.  I had an appointment this morning at 9.30am. Had to cancel, I can’t even get out of bed. Right now, it’s alright. I mean, it still hurts but not as bad as a half hour ago. I think, as long as I have something in my tummy, it doesn’t hurt as much. Crap. I’m gonna get fat again, aren’t I? I was so pissed off I had a piece of chocolate a couple hours ago! Then I had fish crackers and a little bit of cornflakes with milk. I’m such a glut, don’t you think? It’s not even dinner time yet! I soooo wanna skip dinner, but I don’t want the pain and I gotta get well enough to make my appointment tomorrow morning.   Eye candy update: There’s a positive development, me thinks. He called a few days ago and asked if I was gonna spent the night at my friend’s place. I said no, because I had stuff to do in the morning for my brother. He said he was thinking of hanging at my friend’s place after work. I told him to just go, but he said some other night  because I wouldn’t be there  *Hehe* Am I excited, or am I excited? Actually there are still a few updates but my stomach’s hurting again. So, I gotta go. Feels like a knife cutting everytime I exhale!  Wish me luck.