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Update on the innards. I am now taking carefully arranged handfuls of pills, being instructed to give the dicyclomine another try; plus citrucel for fiber, plus vicodin more steadily for the pain hoping that will help me eat more; plus colase and senna in case taking more vicodin affects my guts. So, 5mg of vicodin 3x a day. That is still really not all that much painkiller so I am trying not to worry that I will become habituated to it. Plus iron and vitamin d (sort of optional but I am keeping up with them now). I am to try this array of pills for a week, experimentally. I think it's helping. Maybe it won't be gallstones and is all the incredibly bogus sounding "visceral hypersensitivity"....

Tomorrow, they ultrasound my gall bladder to check for stones, which the previous CT scans would not have caught. Must not eat or drink for 6 hours before the appointment so if i want milky coffee i have to get up at 6 and have it then.

Yesterday I ate toast, mushroom barley soup, bread and hummus, crackers and hummus, and some homemade canned peaches that quartzpebble left me. I did a fair amount of tidying and house cleaning, drove the car to NB to get my things. It was my most active day in quite a while. I felt a glimmer of energy towards the potted plants on the front porch.

Eating is painful and makes me not want to move, talk, or engage. It flashes upon my inward eye which is the slightly alleviated misery of solitude. Cannot think of anything except pain in innards.

Driving my car short distances seems more possible (but it may just be that that ankle pain from doing the gas pedal and brake has now become less than the abdominal jolting while trying to scooter around and take buses, which is my other main alternative)

Apparently while I was ambiend out of my mind some time in the last couple of nights D. and I came up with hilarious plan for a Noisebridge Panto with comic mice, Hack Whittington off to make his fortune, high elves and morlocks, the elevator, code hero, a timelord, and the redshirts. Can barely read the handwriting.

My plan today. Do microscope observations with M. on his last day of vacation. Journey up the hill with him to the library. Mess with my plants. M. may have a cold. I really really don't want a cold on top of all this. Anyway, it means he is not super eager to go have adventures. I wish it were not a giant Expedition for me to just go like 5 blocks. But it is.

Date: 2014-01-06 06:17 pm (UTC)
jesse_the_k: John Watson regards the void looking puzzled with white puzzle piece floating above him (JW puzzled)
From: [personal profile] jesse_the_k
Sympathies abounding.

Date: 2014-01-06 07:17 pm (UTC)
wild_irises: (feminist hulk)
From: [personal profile] wild_irises
It seems really clear that people taking them for pain do not habituate to painkillers, so that's one less worry in your all-too-large compendium of worries. :-)

Date: 2014-01-07 02:55 pm (UTC)
susanreads: a basket of flowers hanging on a wall (flowers)
From: [personal profile] susanreads
Here's hoping the bucket of pills does some good and that it turns out to be something that can be fixed!

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