Right, I don't really need advice on this or anything, as I've already been to the doctor about it but I need to rant.
I hate my stomach.
In fact, the word hate is not actually strong enough for how I feel about that particular organ now.
We used to get along so well. I would put food into it, it would deal with the food exactly as it should. Only then it conspired with my colon to give me diverticulosis. Not as bad as diverticulitis, but still not fun. So fine, I have to avoid some of my favorite foods, such as nuts, broccoli, and brussel sprouts (yes, I do like those things. I am an odd duck, I know).
Even then? That's fine.
But the past couple of days my stomach and I have been arguing, and it has been winning. I fear it may file for separation soon.
Right now I don't want to partake in one of my favorite activities, eating, for fear that the stomach will make yet more daring philosophical arguments I have no defense against. I'm almost considering not drinking tonight on my usual night out because of it.
(I said almost. It's not actually become a fully formed thought yet because I know full well I'm going to, consequences be damned)
I hate my stomach.
In fact, the word hate is not actually strong enough for how I feel about that particular organ now.
We used to get along so well. I would put food into it, it would deal with the food exactly as it should. Only then it conspired with my colon to give me diverticulosis. Not as bad as diverticulitis, but still not fun. So fine, I have to avoid some of my favorite foods, such as nuts, broccoli, and brussel sprouts (yes, I do like those things. I am an odd duck, I know).
Even then? That's fine.
But the past couple of days my stomach and I have been arguing, and it has been winning. I fear it may file for separation soon.
Right now I don't want to partake in one of my favorite activities, eating, for fear that the stomach will make yet more daring philosophical arguments I have no defense against. I'm almost considering not drinking tonight on my usual night out because of it.
(I said almost. It's not actually become a fully formed thought yet because I know full well I'm going to, consequences be damned)
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