This was a tough week, for a couple reasons, but in general, I wasn't expecting it to be complicated by a digestive condition I have not experienced since I was nine months pregnant with twins who crowded most of my vital and not so vital organs. Friday, Web Warrior Princess, UberGeek and I hit Tommy's for pizza. The Princess and I ordered a gluten free pizza with pepperoni, olives and mushrooms, I couldn't wait to dig in! Since she has celiac disease, there aren't that many spots to enjoy pizza. UberGeek ordered a slice of regular pizza with pepperoni.
We were chatting away, and I was enjoying the company; I usually bring lunch so it was nice to be out of the office. Our pizza was delivered and we dug into the steaming slices. I have to say that this crust was amazing, and just like any other pizza, except maybe a little crisper. Although it was delicious, after just a few bites, I felt uncomfortably full. I was really hungry and it was very good, so I managed to eat two pieces anyway. My lack of gusto delighted Web Warrior Princess who managed to down the rest of our tiny pizza. Then, my stomach started to ache, although it was not too painful. We finished our pizza and dashed out into the rain to finish the workday.
That evening UberGeek decided to make breakfast for dinner, waffles and bacon. I took a few bites and the pain was unbearable, as if fire was shooting through me. I couldn't even finish my pecan waffle and slice of bacon. UberGeek's waffles are heavenly and I was desperate to eat mine, and hungry and I just couldn't eat it. I was doubled over at the table and UberGeek had to dash out to the Walgreens to pick up a selection of products that promised to relieve my pain; I consumed them with gusto.
All day today I have been desperate to eat, but each bite is agony. I made the family buttermilk pancakes with chocolate chips and couldn't eat them myself, it was devastating. The fact that I have a marathon coming up in a week worries me even more. This is not a good time for me not to be able to eat what I need to eat. UberGeek has tried several times to suggest the Emergency Department at nearby Mayo Clinic, but the thought of walking in a place meant for Emergencies when I have heartburn is mortifying. I think I'll wait until Monday and see my primary care doctor. Until then, Gaviscon, Zantac and I are very close friends.
