depressed, weepy, itchy, achy, wanting to cry, stressing out…no, the business isn’t going as good as I thought it would, job pickings are looking slim, three fuckin’ years of dealing with tight tight money due to one of us not having a job…i’m getting to the end of my rope, i really am. One of my characters sitting down with me at the coffee shop and giving me a long bitch-out/pep talk/visionary rant helped some (yeah, that’s a sign of how mentally stressed I am, when my characters start doing THAT), but damn…
Finally got some word back from the doctor over the full endoscopy — took some time to review 30k pics. They’re sending everything up to a clinic in Cleveland which specializes in endoscopy review for a second opinion; the Doc says he’s seeing ulcerations and erosion in my small intestine, but wants someone else to go over the pics as well. I keep thinking that’s the sign of a good doctor, who isn’t afraid of getting another opinion and takes his own initiative to do so…
Given what my intestinal system’s BEEN through since high school, well, yeah. But no celiac disease, no signs of other intestinal disorders like Crohns. Funny part is that I’ve been feeling perfectly fine SINCE that camera-pill went through my system. Go figure.
Across The Shadows 