|Peach cobbler in my favorite dish by Rachel Ray|
Tuesday night I began having horrible acid reflux pain and then the vomiting began. I was up and down all of Tuesday night. Wednesday woke up feeling good. At lunch the pain started again. I was nervous that the vomiting was causing me to be dehydrated. I call my doctor and he wants me to come into labor and delivery. I won't write a bunch of complaining words but I'll just say it was not a fun experience. After several hours of starving to death this is what I get.
I have never loved toast as much as I did in that moment. Please note the bite that was taken. I couldn't wait. Like I said starving to death.
My arms look like I'm a needle carrying drug addict. The nurse did not do a good job on the IV. Sorry lady but I hope I never see you again. I am now put on 8 pills a day to help with the gallbladder pain and have to eat a bland diet. I went from craving a margarita to craving taco bell. What is up with wanting what you can't have?