|Bet you can't tell what this post is going to be about! Warning, this one might get a bit nasty.|
Back in October it was decided that maybe part of, or most of, my dry heaving/gagging/nausea/sometimes vomiting was due to a gall stone instead of my chemo. A single thing, about an inch to an inch and a half wide wedged in the neck of my gall bladder, the removal of which cost me an overnight stay in the hospital watching bad TV and having my attempts at sleep forever frustrated by a very determined candy striper that wouldn't leave the lights alone in my room.
For a time this seemed to help the sometimes vomiting portion of my problem. Things were looking great!
Then, as November began its too quick turn into December things began to go terribly wrong. My equation went from dry heaving/gagging/nausea/sometimes vomiting to VOMITING EVERYDAY with a side of dry heaving/gagging/sometimes nausea.
I find myself retching into the toilet every time I eat. Hard enough that my ribs pop, my neck cracks and I swear one time my shoe was expelled past my lips to float in the bowl like some limp, dead fish.
Like the other day. I get it into my head to do a little bit of a stir fry thing for lunch. I put the veggies in the pan, got some noodles to put in there, things were going awesome. It was going to taste delicious and be the best lunch I've ever fixed for myself ever. Not too mention the fact that it was healthy! Double points!Not too mention the fact that it tasted wonderful.
It tasted wonderful all the way to the bathroom where I then purged everything. I don't even think I made it all the way into the bathroom for that one. It's just a good thing I have decent aim.
After upchucking not just my meal, but probably everything I had eaten in the last seven years, I began to wonder how it was that I am still so fat. That's when it came to me.
My meal was kind of healthy and apparently hard to digest. I don't think it's confirmed at all, but, my theory is that junk food is just easy to process since there's nothing to it but calories.
This makes me sad, I actually like vegetables and fruit.
Now, there's some question as to whether my vomiting is due to my gall bladder or not. The doctors were hoping having it out would solve the problem, but it might actually be due to my Imuran so they've also lowered that at the moment to see if it would help. It hasn't.
But I am well on my way to figuring out the possibilities of puking up your own bones!