Nothing short of a roller coaster ride

The title just about sums this post up.
I have been M.I.A. the past few weeks with more reasons than I can count on my fingers.

FODMAP diet? Basically went down the drain. I tried so hard to stay dedicated, but just like everything, I gave up.
I am in the process of starting small again. I am on day 1 of being gluten free(which is one of the most important steps due to my recent diagnosis of celiac disease). It isn't easy. It's actually quite hard-especially when your favorite foods consist of chicken tenders and everything fried. But what can I say, I am trying and will continue to do so. Anyone have any tips?

I spent two days in the past two weeks in the hospital-one for constipation-I didn't really need to go to the ER but my doctor suggested to do so to make sure I wasn't obstructed and the second for not being able to breathe. When I checked in my oxygen levels had gone down to 83%.

What did I learn from this? It is going to be a cruel death when it comes time to kick the bucket.
I know, I know, I shouldn't think like that. But when you literally feel like your drowning and can't find air, it is an unpleasant feeling. Luckily after oxygen and 4 days of sleeping, I am finally feeling a bit better.

Yesterday I had a gastric emptying study. I have yet again lost the ability to want to consume scrambled eggs. I don't know how they manage to make them so unappetizing, but just the smell of them is enough to make me want to vom.
Luckily, I was able to keep them down and will hopefully get my results next week when I visit my GI doctor.

Life has been super busy.
It makes me wonder if I will ever have time in my life to do things important to me like take a nice vacation, get married, maybe even have a baby.

But for now I can only take life one day at a time.

An almost week on zoladex

So it's almost been a week since my first zoladex shot.

The first day I was fine.
The actual place where they entered the shot was a little sore, but no symptoms.

Wednesday, I had my first hot flash.
I was pretty sure I was going to die.
KIDDING, but for real, it was terrible.

Thursday is when I started with real symptoms.
I can't even explain what's wrong-it's like my brain is telling me that I am in pain, but if you were to ask, I can't tell you what hurts.
I am also speaking jibberish. Not sure if this is related-but I cannot really process what is happening.


I also have NO appetite and plenty of nausea to go around.
I've been miserable.
I eat and then I get sick, or I don't eat, and then I get dehydrated and light headed from not eating so I still feel bad.
There's no win.

The worst part about it all is that it's not like when I went through my infusions and the first 3 days sucked, but then I get better. No, this one works the opposite in the fact that I will keep getting worse.

Oh well.
Other than that, nothing is really new.
I still need to schedule my gastric emptying study but I am having a difficult time with scheduling it.


Write again soon.
xxoxoxox