shir

Jumped awake at 830 this morning and went Oh shit thinking it's Friday.What has work done to me?Did a load of laundry and decided that I needed more sleep or rather didn't want to do anything so I went back to bed.

That feeling of helplessness.I hate doing this to the husband because I know how crap it feels. But each time I double over in pain, there is very little he can do.I wish I went home after lunch.

I hate my stomach.After about a million and one scans, no one knows the true cause. Do I seriously have to go on medication to find out if that was the cause of it all?