Today is Christmas, and this morning I had a case of SEVERE intestinal cramps. I could neither stand nor move with dignity. It was almost the same as being stabbed. I had to Hunch all the way to the Clinic, even in the Car ( Not my dad's, he screwed up his on Children's day). I had to hold on to either my Mom's or Dad's shoulder to prevent myself from falling over ( And possibly strangling myself .)
In the Clinic, I had to lie down on a bed ( The change of positions made me want to die! ) while the Doctor pressed on my Abdomen ( It is 'not' Painful.) Then I had to sit up to take my medication, again, I had the urge to kill. Strangely, they made me drink a can of H-two-o. Too much Chicken chop last night, or that's what the Doc said anyway, ( Too much? I was hardly ever full!) But hey, he is quite a nice guy. After suffering for 5 agonizing minutes, my feelings went from "Kill me now..." to "Is that you God?" It was almost like a freaking Miracle ( Thanks to the fancy drugs they have these days.)
Sadly though, no solids for me today...just look at the picture, that's my lunch and dinner.
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