Days 6-7: Good Gravy

Day 6:
After three nights in a row of having a food breakdown, my husband bought me some KFC mashed potatoes and gravy. The potatoes felt like I was swallowing sand particle sized pieces of glass, even when they were watered down. They would get stuck in the tonsil holes. So I moved onto the gravy, which was awesome. And I pretty much devoured most of it.

I required two instances of a full 2 teaspoons of pain killers. I also ended up taking a suppository to kill the nausea. It's worth the personal embarrassment.


Day 7:

Woke up in severe, lever 8 pain again. Though I think it may have really peaked to a level 9. It's because I ended up sleeping for almost 4 full hours without waking up to drink anything. So another full dose of percocet. I wanted to claw my throat out. I wanted to cry- so instead I sat there and rocked myself back to sleep in the bed while my husband rubbed my back. I know I only have another few days of this and in the end it's worth it all, but good god.

Pain consistency: 2-4
Spikes: 6-8
Weight: 100 lbs