Giant Auger...

My intestinal track feels as if a giant auger is boring its way through it. Hope I didn't share too much...But I wanted you to know I'm in pain. You know Rick has no sympathy/nursing genes so he's useless.

I don't know if it's something I ate or something I caught or just orneriness, but whatever--it is unpleasant and I'm most ready for it to leave my system NOW!! You'd think this would aid my weight loss, but you might recall that unless I'm repelling food orally, I pretty much think eating will heal all ills. So I keep trying to find soothing sources to quell the stabbing and growling. Sheesh!

I thought my hair was finally getting to a manageable plateau. That was only true for one day, so I'm still struggling. I'd probably yank it out right now, but I'm kind of weakened by my ailments today. I will wait until I am stronger. Who needs hair to look nice when you're in the throes of demise?

I looked through my bills yesterday and found out that I hadn't mailed off the water payment that was due yesterday. Crap! I hate when that happens. I'm super OCD when it comes to paying obligations. Now I'm panicked Arizona American Water will shut me off. Will I scare the neighbors if I walk to the mailbox in my jammies with my hair sticking up every which way? I'll have to make a "run" for it. (a really slow run...)

I'll be fine tomorrow, I'm sure. But in case something unforeseen happens, make sure my hair is fixed nicely. (That's gonna be a real challenge right now. I'm telling you...)