Sorry if that post was a bit much.
But here I lay, in level NINE pain, YET AGAIN, because my fucking excuse for a gastroenterologist has decided to play the "whose dick is bigger game" with my life, YET AGAIN.
Yeah, I know you need some details, some history, just let me spew for a bit.
Dammit.
THAT FUCKING GUY.
I haven't been posting lately.
And not because I've been well.
Au contraire.
In fact, right now, as I type this, I am SOBBING.
Mad sobbing.
Exasperated sobbing.
Just plain sobbing but really wanting to strangle somebody to death instead sobbing.
Here I am - suffering through intolerable, intractable pain, yet again.
In that same area - the duodenal bulb.
The area the size of my pinky, that showed the beginnings of a narrowing or thickening (otherwise known as a stricture), back in April.
Remember my April failure?
Yeah, we are back there again.
I had a Remicade treatment one week ago TODAY.
HE FUCKING HATES ME
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Aww, Heather that sucks. I am so sorry you are going through this again.
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