This morning I woke up nice and early to do my injection, after a fitful sleep from the day before. I did quite a bit of walking and a lot of singing while seated at a pretty uncomfortable bench yesterday - which was painful, but worth it.
So this morning, as I was getting ready to do my injection, I was actually moving around fairly decently.
In fact, I seemed to be doing SO well, that both Ryan and I got pretty concerned.
How sick do you have to be that if you wake up the day after a busy day - not suffering to excess - that the immediate reaction is that something is wrong?
I have likely mentioned this before, but my body sometimes has a delayed reaction. Similar to when you have a really intense leg workout and TWO days afterwards is when you reeeeeally feel the burn, sometimes my body takes a little longer to 'tune in' to what happened.
I took advantage of the weird day and did some last minute stocking-stuffer shopping and visited with a friend
About halfway through the visit, I was standing in line to pay for an item (whenever this happens it is nearly always when I am in line for something), I suddenly flushed bright red, got really warm, and had that old familiar stomach cramping. I asked where the nearest washroom was and hobbled as quickly as I could to the restroom (using my cane).
Here are the good things:
1. I made it, no problem.
2. The washroom was approximately one store over, so it was less than a minute of limping to get there.
3. My body did not like what I had for lunch - so it expelled it as quickly as possible.
This meant that my body was now not angry with me about food, so I felt much better as far as GI is concerned, and it was time for my afternoon medication, which helped reduce the joint pain.
I took the loooooong drive home in awful road conditions from the snowfall, got home, got into pjs and my new reading socks, and put a mixture in our ice cream machine to make EGGNOG ice cream for the holidays.
I would say about twenty minutes before I got home is when my body finally realized the hell I just put it through over the last two days. I am crossing my fingers that I will have a decent sleep... but with the pain this high, the GI symptoms this angry, and the inevitable crash about to happen, I don't know how I will react. I DO know that I don't plan on moving from the bedroom much (if at all) for the next few days.