So I’m moderately nervous about going to this gastroenterologist tomorrow.

I really don’t relish the though of having cameras poked into both ends, nor do I relish the thought of the master cleanse that is going to have to take place beforehand.

I’m “master-cleansing” it up enough on my own, if you get my drift.

I have never been this sick. It’s actually pretty exhausting. I’ve had pretty serious bouts of flu, but nothing that lasted this long or was this vicious. This is like stomach flu that wil not quit. The stabbing pain in my stomach is enough to make me want to crawl under the covers and cry, but the constant puking and the shits prevent me from doing so.

It’s pretty awful.

My appointment is at 7:15 tomorrow, and although I’m slightly terrified, in a way, it’s kind of a relief. The doctor has to find *something*. I’m hoping that it’s just some sort of rogue virus that has knocked me down and not really an ulcer or something more serious.

We shall see.

In other news, tomorrow my stepdad is having surgery for a hernia, after which he will be staying here to lick his wounds. We will all have to be very very quiet and on our absolute best behavior so that he can rest.

Saturday is the science fair, during which I will have to suck it up/wear Depends/try not to puke for four hours while I smile at all the happy little children who have had their parents work on all of their projects.

Obviously I can’t wait.

I will let you know what’s happened tomorrow afternoon. Cross your fingers and toes for me.

Happy Thursday.

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