Loss of appetite, a great way to lose weight . . . not . . .

[feliciakw]

I'll post a locked medical TMI later, because it's a long good news/bad news thing.

In the meantime, I haven't had a full meal in . . . a week? And I have, more often than not, skipping one meal a day (usually lunch, since I need to take my new med with food).

I hate being on the edge of queasy all the time. And when I'm not, the thought of food makes me so. Part of it is one of the meds I'm on. And when I told him this, he was . . . happy? . . . about it. Said that's what he wanted to hear. Bzuh?

I know part of it is stress, stupidly self-inflicted stress, because it's accompanied with the elevated heart rate/edge of a panic attack that hits me when I've been put on the spot and think too much. Times like that I wish I could just turn my brain off and tune it out until it goes away. Which, you know, leads to coma-like naps in the middle of the afternoon.

On the upside, I got the first coat of color washing done on the master bath walls yesterday. Go me.

Comments

[shadow-of-doubt.livejournal.com]

Oh sweetie. I hope you get to feeling better soon.

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Thanks, hon. Feeling a little better today. We'll see how it goes . . .

[leelust.livejournal.com]

So he was happy because? It must be something good, right?

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

I have no idea. Heh. I assume that he's happy because it's good news, although I have no idea *why* it's good news. Unless it's his sneaky way of getting me to lose weight. Make me ill so I don't want to eat. Meh.

[kalquessa.livejournal.com]

Poor Fee, I feel your pain. Or felt it very recently, at any rate. Queasiness is no way to go about one's life. Praying for you, my friend.

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Thanks, hon. As I was writing the entry, I thought of you. And I thought to myself, "If I feel this bad now, I can't imagine feeling the way Cheese Elf was feeling."

But at least you get a baby out of the deal. Heh.

[kalquessa.livejournal.com]

Yeah, there is that to be said for my version of the ickiness: I get a prize at the end. So that's something.