There are days when my stomach/gut/colon/abdomen freak out about nothing.
Today is one of those days.
I will go to work, and I will run home if I don't feel good. And then, I will go back to work.
Wash, rinse, repeat.
I'm so tired of this. I'm tired of the pain. Literally, the pain makes me tired. I want to curl up in a ball, just outside of my bathroom, and lay there forever.
But I can't.
I really hope a surgeon offers to fix this next week.
Quality of life issues? I passed that stage a solid six months ago.
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