The difficulties with my GP continue, I'm now on Domperidone three times a day, with the last increase coming Thursday. Today was a horrible day. I had the worst nausea I have ever had, didn't eat, barely made it through work. I nearly cried twice at work from feeling so badly. Nausea is perhaps the worst physical sensation I know. there is very little I can do to to lessen the sensation. Some call it "crushing" and I agree.
Today as I struggled to put on a good face at work and simply get through the day, I pictured myself playing protector to this little girl at the core of my soul. She was scared. She was alone. The space she was inhabiting was dark and cold. She cried. She needed me to be strong for the world, So I was.
Now though, with the rest of the world shut away and the busyness of work done, I have nothing left. I need something to change soon. I'm 90% sure that my trial with Domperidone will be considered a failure and I'll be looking at a surgical solution for symptom management. Want to know something absolutely insane? I WANT surgery! If I could have one wish, it wouldn't be for a million dollars, a new house, or a world tour. I would wish for one day of normal eating, nausea free. My soul girl needs just one day.
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