Maybe I shouldn't be surprised? But, I have an anxiety disorder [which is exacerbated by eating poorly, go figure!] so what the heck.

Yesterday afternoon, I started having pains in my lower right abdomen. On and off, a few times per day. First thought, "appendicitis!" and panic attack ensued. OK, I'd be reduced to tears by now were that the case. I think I'm safe.

My grandma has been in the hospital [literal medical mystery, we need Dr. House!], and I pushed diet aside for most of it. First it was a marathon with her in the local hospital, and then it was the drive back and forth from Chicago [about 2.5 - 3.5 hours, depending on traffic]. I'd go close to 48 hours eating nothing but saltines, then gorge myself on whatever take-out my mom and I decided to order before we passed out. During all this, there were several other major stressors, I've been having nightmares and panic attacks every night, succumbed to a sinus infection and lost the ability to cope.

Yesterday was the first day in 9 days that I remembered I needed to eat actual food to not feel run-down and panicky. I didn't eat OP, but I did avoid processed food [read: sushi instead of pizza, homemade potatoes and eggs instead of a McMuffin]. I've been good for the last 36 hours.

MY STOMACH IS A MESS. I'm gassy, bloated [ironically, I managed to lose a few pounds, yet none of my clothes fit anymore...], urinating at least once an hour and in general uncomfortable. The pain is on again/off again, moves around my abdomen and I just feel like I'm in a terrible fog.

Am I detoxing? Is my body rebelling against the pain and agony I've put it through for a week and a half and pushing all the nasties out? How long will this last? I really hope this is it, because if this keeps up I'll need to see a doctor, which, after the last week, may induce a nervous breakdown.