I don't think I've ever written before when I've been suffering with an attack, so I thought I would do that now. It started up two or three hours ago... I could feel it coming on and took one Levbid, then quickly took another when the pain started. I guess when I consider how it used to be without the Levbid, it's much better but it still hurts a lot and it's difficult to get comfortable. The only thing really different is in the scale of the pain. I used to hurt so badly I would often lie on the floor in the bathroom in agony. I would describe that pain scale at 8, whereas now it is at 6. I am able to lie on the couch, but I'm very uncomfortable and keep going to the bathroom and trying to move my bowels occasionally with little luck. I've been thinking back over the day and what may have caused this episode. I did have some alcohol, but it usually doesn't cause this pain. I had a salad last night and a salad for lunch. The discomfort really started, though vaguely, this afternoon after I had a cup of chai and a dessert. I haven't had anything to eat since... no dinner because my stomach felt like a brick, and now of course I am in pain. I have considered whether to take some Mylanta in addition to the Levbid, since the Levbid does not seem to be working as quickly or as well as it normally does. I have also wondered if I should eat some ginger cookies or something, as maybe an "empty" stomach is actually irritating the situation. However, even when I just take sips of liquid, I start hurting. Okay, I am beginning to be able to move my bowels somewhat. This is an embarrassing journal to write, but I think it's worth it to write about what is happening, since some of the pain is probably due to getting stressed out and not knowing what to do. I'm about to go lie down on the couch again and hope to be able to report shortly that I am feeling better.
Well, now the diarrhea has started... of course. I've decided to try some meditation to calm myself at this point; I should have done that earlier, since now the pain won't be as bad. I will just have the intense urge and of course the inconvenience of 's running back and forth to the bathroom. Okay, so here's the mantra I'm going to start with: my body is clearing out its distress and moving toward normalcy. The crisis is passing. My body knows what to do, and I can trust that it will adjust itself. The nausea I am feeling now is just part of what is necessary to accompany the waste leaving my body. This is a cleansing. If I don't resist the pain, it will be easier.
Edited by: TMILES47 at: 2/26/2011 (00:12)