Back to the land of suckiness. Where everything sucks. Work sucks. School sucks. My motivation sucks.
I know I sometimes appear to be positive and I was getting better at it, but I have a feeling today’s post is written completely from the bottom of my bowel. Can we say constipated? Ugh!
I am proud to say that I stayed on top of my cramps this weekend. Hubby really helped me stay on track and helped me remember how much I was taking and when, because to be honest, I felt like a non-stop pill-popper for 48 hours. I couldn’t even remember anymore. I started taking Motrin on Friday at the first signs of a headache and general achiness. But I didn’t want to get too crazy taking pills that made me wonder if I was even getting my cramps yet. I didn’t want to be masking nothing and be taking all these pills.
When I was pretty convinced it was coming, we upped my dose to 3 Motrin at a time. Friday night I threw in a Percocet which was probably a good idea because I could feel the cramps fighting back a little. I felt loopy and weird most of Saturday, including when I went to a baby shower, but I survived.
But when I got home from the shower, the cramps really wanted to let me know who was boss. I slapped them around again with more Percocet, twice. It was time for the heavy artillery. Even though I was winning the battle over pain, I was feeling loopy and sick. My stomach and liver were getting tired of being showered with a combination of too many OTC’s and prescribed narcotics.
I guess we won. I didn’t cry once. I didn’t lay down on the bathroom floor naked once. I didn’t feel the need to call the on-call doctor or consider going to the emergency room. Moaning was kept at a minimum. And I only slighly ruined one pair of underwear. Victory.
Except that I can’t poop. That means I also can’t run, can’t function, can’t sit comfortably, don’t want to be at work and don’t want to be working on my school project. I think those last two things are givens, but I’m just not well. These cramps and the medication aftermath are the last things I need to get through to feel normal and move on with my life. I need to move on with my life.
Please let me feel normal!
Ugh, that sounds horrible. I’ve know bad cramping in my life, and all I can say is: it sucks.
Sending you comforting and feel-normal-again-very-soon thoughts and hugs!
I feel for you, no wonder you can’t feel positive at the moment. It’s just not possible when you feel like shit physically and mentally. It sounds like you might have to get something for that constipation since I would think it should be easing off by now – considering you have off the progesterone for almost a week now, right? I can so imagine you just want to get back to feeling normal.
I consider myself a constipation expert. Not really a subject I wanted to excel in… My go-to cure is Miralax for mondo constipation that will not back down. My proctologist (yeah, I have one. I’m super sexy
recommended it and said it is safe to take on a regular basis if need be.
None of this is fun, is it? I hate the constipation part of all of this also, I feel like it’s all backing up in my system at times and that contributes to my crappy attitude. Pun intended. But hoping you feel better soon and things start to go a bit more … smoothly for you!
Oh I feel for you. I actually smiled in joy when I saw the check box for constipation on a form my acupuncturist had me fill out last week. Is it so wrong to JUST WANT TO BE SEMI REGULAR?