Despair, Devastation & Dysfunction: Watery Bowels

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Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Watery Bowels

Well, it's Tuesday and I'm still having - watery bowels - as the old ones called it. My appetite is pretty good. I have no nausea or cramps to speak of but virtually everything I put into my mouth, chew, and swallow comes out the other end liquid. S*%%! Indeed. This morning it smelled and looked exactly like baby poop. Am I regressing THAT much?

On another note, I have to make yet one more trip to Arizona to attend to some less than pleasant family business. May have to see my evil, nasty, hateful step-mother while I'm there - if I'm that unlucky. But, on the positive side, I will also do some needed research for a book I'm writing, so, as with most of life, there is some balance - if you look hard enough. Back to work for a couple more hours, then a hot shower, nap in a warm bed, and maybe I'll feel better about things when I wake up. Maybe not.