Guest guest Posted December 4, 2003 Report Share Posted December 4, 2003 I was ill for so very long; banterd options back and forth for what seemed an eternity. Difficult decision made; thats it; done. Evidently not the right choice but none the less, done. The stent was pulled; promises made that time would be added before more decision would be needed. It could buy a couple of years. Yesterday trying to get back to life; slow and understandedly so. This morning up bright and early; feeling good; coffee, then that familier nausea and pull on the stomach, no no. No no that cant be it. Slowed down, sipped some water, that weight in the stomach, no no, no , not again, it rose and waved, the nausea. Lets lay down just a bit, too much too soon. Swooning head and cold sweats, no no not again. OK a banana a few hours later, ok... not bad... half... ok other half... ok ... a fourth of a chicken breast on toast... slow,, no it cant be happening again. It was not down for 15 minutes and the explosive diarrahea returned. I thought I was done. Cured, Well thats what I get for being kinky. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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