Friday morning came and I still had that jello-ish feeling in my legs, like they were going to collapse under me but I went to work anyway. We have devotions every morning at work. I park below the building. In a perfect world, I would get to work in time and park at the building where I work and walk up to devotions but physically I just don’t have the strength to do that anymore in the mornings; getting ready for work drains me alone. Friday morning the walk from the parking lot to the building where we devotions was about more than I was capable of doing. One day, I’m going to collapse in the parking lot, whether it be walking to devotions or lunch it’s going to happen and it’s going to kill me (not literally) because a twenty-four year old should not have this issue.
As for work Friday, I tried to keep up and I made myself a goal; work until lunch. I made my goal and then I left. I spent the afternoon on the couch hoping to shake my weakness.
I slept well Friday night so I figured I could handle a trip to Wal-Mart Saturday morning. I didn’t have much to get but as I was picking up my last few items, I realized that I was weaker than I thought and maybe it was time to have someone start going with me to town. I still had to get through the store, check out and drive home. I like to be independent, who likes admitting that they’re twenty-four years old and Wal-Mart is a struggle… not me. I came home and started my Saturday clean out as usual. It went well, no complaints. I knew that I would run into trouble because I was already weak and cleaning out would only make it worse.
Sunday was the very same; weak and drained (Have we distinguished a pattern yet?). I planned on working Monday, I need to work. I had been asleep for a while Sunday night and I woke up and knew it was going to be bad. My stomach and colon were going into spasms and the magnesium citrate obviously wasn’t out of me yet. I stayed up for a while dealing with that, I can’t sleep when I’m hurting like that.
With few hours of sleep last night, I had the same game plan, go in late this morning. I felt extremely weak and jello-ish but whenever I went to get ready for work, my head would repeatedly started spinning and my vision started going black. I decided that it wasn’t a good idea to drive to work needless to say I was probably too weak to work if I was beginning to black out.
Something however isn’t right. I go see my GI doctor Wednesday. I don’t know if my body is exhausted from the numerous clean outs or if something else is going on. I can’t keep going on like this, it’s wearing me out. Hopefully Wednesday’s appointment will be insightful. I want to be able to go on about life as normal as possible; who wants to spend all day on the couch?