3 months ago she started suffering from what they thought were symptoms of I.BS (irrita.ble .bowel syndrome). She has been under tremendous amounts of stress for some time now, and we all thought it had finally caught up with her. She's about to go through a nasty, nasty divorce, she has 3 children, and together, they have gone through significant financial troubles. The poop problems that I had from my virus a few weeks ago pale in comparison to what she faces (poop wise) in a single given day. She's not a big girl by any standards and she's lost a significant amount of weight. I tease her and tell her that when we go to the beach she's going to have to sit a good 100 yards from me, but it's not a laughing matter anymore. Just last week she started vomiting everything that she ate. She doesn't feel bad, she doesn't even have any warning when it happens. She can be there talking to you and she will lean over and puke. She says she doesn't even feel nauseaus, it just literally happens. Sometimes it's immediately after, sometimes it's hours. Her deck and driveway look like the parking lot of a fraternity party.
She was scheduled to have on in September, but with these latest developments they are fitting her in for an emergency procedure. She has a family history of colon cancer and other colon related diseases, so we are praying that this really is just stress related. Either way I hope that they can quickly get her an answer and get her on the road to recovery.
This girl is like my sister, in fact even though I think we look NOTHING alike, we have been told on many occassions that we must be sisters. We act ridiculously childish and stupid together, often gathering looks from people who must think that we are crazy. I watched her first born come into the world, she watched mine. That in itself carries a very significant bond. She has not always had an easy time with things in her life, but with everything that she has gone through she remains the most positive person that I know. Just a few months ago she fell down her stairs and broke both of her feet. She is just the poster child for bad luck.
Thinking happy thoughts for you A...