Having always had a lead-lined stomach, the few times my digestive system has failed me are memorable. These episodes, like most of their sort, were nasty, brutish and short. Not this one.
My oncologist was certain I had c-diff, a toxic bacteria that effects immune-compromised people, as well as the very young and the elderly. But it's not c-diff. I now have to see a gastroenterologist, a specialist who deals with the digestive tract.
I'm weak, disgusted and tired of feeling sick. I keep hydrated as best as I can. I'm waiting for a call back from a doctor's office, which now looks like I won't get to schedule an appointment until next week. I've lost a few lbs, which I can afford to lose. I'm drinking Gatorade and taking plenty of potassium. I have an appetite, but eat small portions.
The problem for me is that I'm unmotivated to do much more than watch endless episodes of Law & Order. I first became addicted to the show in the hospital after my 2nd relapse. I realize I shouldn't be so hard on myself, but I'm used to a certain level of achievement each day. Yesterday, I made a banana bread.
I think I'll take a nap.