It's SOOOO Over

Around 9pm last night we went to bed- I was reeling with gut pain. It got so bad I even dreamed about it. Around 11pm is when the real trouble started. I got up to use the bathroom and as soon as I sat down my gut started crampin' and I got nauseated and felt like I was going to throw up... I called for Larry and he was there in a flash. I said "I'm not feeling well at all." and then my head started feeling weird and I got the same feeling I had right after Phoebe was born. I felt so weak, I could hardly pick up the cup that Larry gave me which was full of water. I felt dizzy and after a sip or two of water I thought I felt better, but alas- no. I was still dizzy and still nauseated and still VERY weak- I really thought I was going to fall off the toilet. So Larry ran to the kitchen and grabbed a slice of whole wheat bread and told me that this was it- no more cleanse. I was glad that I had the meager amount of strength to lift that bite up to my mouth because after that slice was consumed I felt like "me" again. The nausea and dizziness went away and soon my strength was coming back which was good because if it didn't I would've been on the toilet for the rest of the night or on the floor. So... that's why it's over. The good news to report is that I fit in my size 4 high-waisted khaki pants from the GAP (which are always big) that were a little snug around the waist. But I am still a 6 in normal pants which is okay- it's better than being in the hospital or the bathroom floor taking a long nap. My stomach shrank and I could only drink a glass of water and eat one of the pancakes I made for Larry and I this morning. I feel like I've failed at something that seemed so simple to do- so straight forward that it couldn't be so hard to do it. But I must say it's good to eat again. :-) The best thing about this is that my Larry is very supportive of having a wifey that's back to normal. And so am I. :-D