My stomach is still not back to normal. FFS.
It's been 2 1/2 weeks now and I still can't eat. FFS.
Bizarrely, I'm not losing weight. FFS.
I don't know how that's possible because I'm barely eating. FFS.
Totally ripped off. If I can't eat I could at least lose weight. FFS.
Wednesday I went to the Dr for my poo test results and to see if further testing needed to be done. FFS.
I was resigned to the fact that it's probably my Crohn's, which I blame on my gastro for telling me last year that it's unlikely I'll have another flare up. FFS.
I went to my Dr, he felt my stomach (it's really sore), asked lots of questions and told me my test results were normal. FFS.
He didn't know what was wrong so referred me to my specialist. FFS.
When I got home and thought about it I was rather annoyed, sending me to the specialist is pointless when he can do the same tests himself without me having to travel two hours to the specialist. FFS.
Then I started thinking about the questions he'd asked me and convinced myself I was dying of cancer. FFS.
Pre kids I wasn't worried about dying, now that I have kids I'm petrified of leaving my babies. FFS.
The next day I was pondering what to do when I received a phone call from my Dr. Not FFS.
I have Norovirus. Yay!
I know, being happy about having a nasty gastro bug sounds strange, but a virus is much better than a Crohn's flare up!
He said that it normally goes away in two weeks. It's been longer than two weeks but that's probably just because I have a sensitive digestive system.
Now I can stop worrying. Not FFS.
That's my good news for the week. How's your week been? Any good news? Or bad news? Or FFS moments?