The Bagel Times

shutting down.

So I knew this day would eventually come. Overworked myself to the point of exhaustion. Have been in and out of the hospital for days now. I am diagnosed with: h. plylori infection, inflamed pancreas and gallstones. Surgery is in the horizon for me. Thanks to my incredible boyfriend for taking care of me throughout this. He has adopted my new diet just so I won’t feel so crappy about eating all these organic and healthy foods. It tastes TERRIBLE. He has been doing tons of research on healthy recipes and have been cooking for me every night now. I loves him.

Its different when you’re on the other end—-being the patient. This experience helps to better my care as a nurse because it helps me see what my patients go through. I have taken care of tons of GI patients that have the same diagnose as me..and 100% of the time, they fully recover with zero issues, so I am positive about all this. However, being sick = less days to work. My boyfriend yells at me all the time to stop stressing so much about working and just be satisfied with my paycheck. BUT I CAN’T! It’s this determination inside of me to make as much as I can so I can enjoy it as much as I can. I guess this health issue came up to teach me how to slow down and see that there are more important things than being financially satisfied.

bleh, whatever…I just want to feel better ASAP so I can finally EAT. Down to 111 lbs now, I feel like a skeleton. A fat bowl of PHO sounds delicious right about….now.