That’s all I’m good for this evening. I won’t be offended if you decline to read. Most is rot and brought on by myself anyway.
I’m tired. I’m fed up. I’m possibly hungry. I’m in pain. My arm hurts. My stomach hurts. I haven’t “been” in over a week (yes I’m still having trouble with the effing venlafaxine and its effect on my stomach). I’m sick of having no energy. I’m sick of feeling tired. I’m sick of stomach ache. I’m sick of all the pills I have to take. I wish the bloody anaesthetic would give up on making me tearful and exhausted.
Today I’ve had last nights temazepam dose beat me up along with the dulcolax stomach cramps which are punching me in the stomach as I type. Punch punch punch. Tomorrow I’m going back to the hospital, possibly to have the first burst of saline pumped into my arm. Yay for more pain.
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Good luck.
I hope your body sorts itself out sooon, I can’t imagine it’s anygood to feel like that. xx
I hope things pick up and you start to feel better physically. It can’t be helping your mood. xx
*hugs* I really hope things get better for you soon, sending positive thoughts your way. Is venlafaxine helping at all? I hated the stuff, couldn’t wait to get off it.