This weekend was strange for many reasons. Wednesday night was bad. It was barfy. Thursday was a full recovery day. Friday the boy and I scoped out what we THOUGHT was going to be a great apartment, but what turned out to be a total dumpy dump. It was so disappointing, and I was pretty sure the boy was about to cry. I have not seen him disappointed before and the face he had on him was so heart breaking. We decided to walk it off (well, I walked it off and remained upbeat, while the boy dragged this heavy bag of beaten down and defeated crap with him. Heavy sighs and big sad eyes all around) over the Brooklyn Bridge and over to Grimaldi's. It was at Grimaldi's where I got/came upon/coincidentally received the worst intestinal disfunction ever.
From Friday to Saturday to Sunday and STILL I was/am in the hurtin' locker. What is wrong with my tummy/everything attached to it I do not know. What I do know is, the following, in this order, occurs:
- I feel hungry
- my tummy sort of purbles
- I eat
- in 5-15 minutes I feel crampy and.. well... tooty, to be honest
- I'm in and out of the bathroom all day
Now, I could blame my recent reoccuring benders (I have not been treating the body well the past ... week), but man, this is just UNFUN.
I hope I lose weight! I mean, if I'm going to have this unattractive a problem, the results better be smokin'