i haven't posted in a long time. my recovery is slumping along. i was feeling great. i went to the beach. i hung out with my mom. i saw a few peeps from work. life was good.

then my guts/bowels started to hate me. i'm not taking any more pain killers, so that's not the cause. the lack of eating and upswing of bedrest has really messed me up again.

i hate the feeling of having to "go" all the time. I'm going to try more walking and water today.

this morning i threw up. it was gross, some cold water i had just chugged and a bunch of stomach bile. FML.

i'm over this. i'm ready to feel like a human again.