2nd bout, absolutely done
Hello loves!!
I had my gallbladder out around this time last year. Maybe a month after that, I had what I was told when I went to the ER was CHS. Of course, I was a cocky shit and said “nah not possible! Not me!”
A year later and here I am, typing this from my mother’s bathtub. I got sent home early from work Friday, and I’ve thrown up 6 times since then, only bile.
Today I went to the IV bar in the town over and got some fluids and zofran, and I’m able to keep Gatorade down while in the bath. I’m basically just hanging out in here until it all subsides.
I’m so angry and frustrated with myself. All this could have been avoided if I’d just swallowed my pride and admitted that I wasn’t able to continue using. But no, no my body had to put the hard stop to it.
In a way I feel like the universe is looking out for me. I’m out of weed, and I just used my points at the dispo and emptied my account last time. I have no good excuse not to quit.
I’m done. This is ridiculous. But what a hard fucking lesson to learn, my guys.