Happy Pills

First things first: I did not have pink eye. Apparently it was just some random eye infection that was easily cleared up with steroid eye drops and a warm rag compress every morning. Who knew?

Now, on to the present.

I feel like c.r.ap. today. My stomach is all sorts of jacked up and I just hate it. I've spent 75% of my morning in the restroom (get over the TMI) and I am now munching very slowly on some crackers and sipping water with great care not to disturb the jerk that is my tummy. Who would have thought that almost two years after having my gallbladder removed I would still be suffering with some of the same issues I had prior to its removal? Pretty much the only thing that is gone now is the pain in my side. Everything else has remained the same, if not worse because now there is nothing to blame it on. The offending organ has been removed, people! What gives!? I rarely eat things that should always be avoided - I mean, come on. I'm a human. Give me a break. I will sometimes want a Dr. Pepper, or a taco from Taco Bell, or french fries, etc. etc. But it's not like I eat these things regularly. And it's not like they always mess me up. Sometimes I have no reaction at all. There is literally no rhyme or reason to this nonsense and I'm SO over it. I've had next to nothing to eat for days now...and it doesn't matter. EFF YOU BELLY.

I will stop ranting now, because it's obviously a problem that will not be solved with words.

I'm trying to think what else has been going on lately. Work has been really busy this past week, which is nice but also stressful. I felt several moments of being overwhelmed, but I am confident that I handled each task thrown my direction the best way I could. I can only do my best, of course. Things may not quiet down too much for a little while longer but that's perfectly okay. I absolutely do not mind being busy. It means job security, after all! :)

I've felt a lot like a hermit lately, in the evenings and on the weekends especially. I generally just prefer time with Drew and the dog and just watching movies or vegging out in other ways. It will pass, I know, but sometimes it is nice to not hold yourself responsible for anything in the evenings after work. I like knowing I can just go home, change into sweats, and relax on the couch. It doesn't do much for my waistline (something I'm apparently inadvertantly working on with all these stomach issues, lol) but it's still nice. We really hope to be able to go to the beach next month for a few days. I hope I can whip myself into better shape before I go bikini-crazy.

I suppose I ought to sign off and continue my list of to-dos for the day. I needed a quick break to reset my mind!