Monday, August 8, 2011

Hey maybe it might help...

Dear Stomach,
Hi it's me. Your owner/operator. This past weekend wasn't a good one. Losing 6 pounds since Friday is completely unacceptable.

We received some not so nice news on Thursday and for some reason you have decided to act like an immature little child. I haven't been able to really eat all weekend and I am not a fan of protein shakes so that's not going so well either.

What I am trying to ask is that you play nice from now on?

I have decided that we are so not letting Dr. T open us up and look around. That is unless you start to play nicely with me. I can manage the pain overall but I can't deal with another weekend like this last one. I don't want to end up in urgent care getting fluids. Urgent care sucks. I know we both hate it there!

I don't know what else to do with you. Cute Gi Dr is stumped and so is Dr. T. The only other option is to go outside of my medical group and get yet another opinion. I don't want to do this. I really don't want to go see another doctor. I'm so over going to the doctors in general.

So please grow up and play nice.

Thank You

Love,
Liz
:)

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