Doom! Dooooom!!!

So, last night I typed up a no doubt very heartwarming post. I remember gushing on and on about how much I love B, and Lisa, and everyone. I remember this all vaguely, I should say, because I also vaguely remember the bottle of wine that I had. Anyway, I hit the "back" button like a retard, and it went "Poof!" I'm a little sad to lose it - I don't remember what it was about. Except that I loved everyone. So keep that in mind, will you? I love you.

We had a fantastic night last night, my Bruce and I. Sometimes you just need to sit around and watch a whole season of a TV series with the ones you love, am I right?



I have been taking 2 generic Aleve in the morning, and two at night before bed. This is working out great for my bones, there's still an ache but it's not unbearable like it was a few days ago. S, my boss, has a friend with RA. She's spent a lot of time going over treatment options with this friend, and I know she knows her stuff. This is a pretty good option for me, as I don't have any insurance and am unlikely to be able to afford any any time soon.

This plan was going swimmingly until about 4:30 this morning, when I woke up with horrible stomach cramps and rushed to the bathroom, only to figure out that I couldn't poop. This is not a normal problem for me. If there's one thing that's always been steadfast in my life, it's my ability to poop. Not so for this morning. I spent four hours trying to sleep in between terrible stomach-cramping-rushes to the bathroom in hopes to be "productive". I fantasized about which products I could buy at the drugstore when it was safe to leave the house. I worried about telling the pharmacist at Walgreens that I couldn't poop because of generic Aleve. I made up a product in my head (Poopinex, from the makers of Mucinex, of course) that would take away my sorrows. There is no such product. I looked for it.

Of course, on the way to the drugstore, it became terribly apparent that I wasn't in the market for something to make me poop anymore. Oh no! My illness had overcompensated for itself, and now I had the 'rea. Yes, it's been fun in this house today.



Chicken soup and baking does a body good. And luckily Walgreen's generic Pepto Bismol lives up to it's name. "Soothe".



Does anyone else remember that commercial from a few years ago with the people all dancing around and singing, "Nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea! Yay, Pepto Bismol!" No? Only me?



I shouldn't say that. I'm sure Lisa remembers too.