So, I’m going to start off today with something that may be… particularly disgusting as it deals with bodily issues. Just- putting the warning up front to give people the opportunity to move on should they wish. I have no intent to force people to read medical or body issue content against their will.
That being said?
I think my GLP1 is kicking in.
Last night, I started to have irregular belches. I am not a person that belches often. It is indeed a very rare occurrence. More alarming, however, was the fact that the feel and “taste” was identical to when I, many years ago, prepared that farro recipe that gave me the severely upset stomach. I have not eaten farro since for that very reason. BUT… I’d eaten nothing uncommon. Perhaps too many Peanut Butter Oreos as I had many left over from my work colleague’s Going Away Lunch. I was concerned, assumed it meant that I had an “oogy tummy” and retired to my bed earlier than otherwise. Shortly before a quarter to four in the morning, I awoke and ripped the CPAP mask off of my face. I had the distinct sensation that I needed to vomit. I rushed to the bathroom, flipped up the lids to the toilet, and hovered with my head above the porcelain. Finally, the dreadful moment arrived where I could feel my stomach seize and constrict, forcing the contents of my gut out through my throat and into… the longest, loudest burp of my entire life! Truly a cartoonish burp. A Wakko Warner burp! (Funny aside for you on this later). I was embarrassed for the forcefulness of it, then fascinated by the fact that all of the symptoms for vomiting accompanied it, then very aware that my stomach still didn’t feel good! So from about a quarter to 4 until I had to go to work, I would take a quick nap- run to the toilet to “poop”, then trod back to the bed to repeat that process. Especially considering that my day is largely free today, I gave very serious consideration to calling in sick (as within the first 30 minutes of work, I had to again access the toilet) but I have already called in sick once this pay period. Besides, I do still have a trial this morning and nobody to cover it. So… at worst… I’ll struggle through the morning then leave early this afternoon. With predictions in the weather for another storm-heavy potentially-hail afternoon- that may be the smartest choice for a number of reasons. But… yeah. Still burping and can actually hear from outside of my body the various things moving around in my gut. I am… choosing to be hopeful; and am attributing all of this to the GLP1 beginning to take effect. I acknowledge my desires are foolish, considering all of the other factors at play, but it would genuinely be nice to be under 250 for the trip to Florida in June. And if some people are losing 100 pounds in a year, they would be losing an average of 8 1/3 pound per month. At the doctor I weighed in at 267. The trip is in June. Two months at a loss of 8.3 per month would drop me to 250.4 That’s a hope, anyway, not an expectation. But I do have to say for 400 to 500 dollars per month… I’d better be seeing some improvement!
So, the funny aside from above when referencing Wakko Warner’s belching: According to the voice talent of The Animaniacs Jess Harnell (voice of Wakko) couldn’t reproduce a sufficient belching noise for Wakko’s various burping bits. So, all of the burping gags in the show are actually recordings of Maurice LaMarche, who played Brain in the original Animaniacs program.
This morning’s “weird song stuck in my head for reasons I cannot articulate” is “No One is Alone” from Into The Woods. This is wild particularly because I’ve never seen Into The Woods! But with how my brain functions? Of course coming away from Sweeney Todd, my mind goes “Okay, what other Sondheim shit do we have in this brain?” and it comes back with the words:
“Sometimes people leave you / Halfway through the wood”......... and those lyrics playing endless in my head coupled with my body malfunctions has me almost to tears at my desk. I don’t need a reminder that sometimes people leave you halfway through the wood… I know that all too well.
Now, of course… I’ve had to rush to the bathroom three times in 90 minutes. My stomach hurts. And I am having a significant difficulty in focusing. Which means I very likely will go home early today. Which almost guarantees that I’ll need to come back on Sunday. These are the kinds of feelings/issues that complicate. My gut is absolutely demanding my attention. And it is that kind of pain sensation where every second feels like a minute. But I have to see things through this morning at the very least. It’s almost… academically fascinating! I’m weaker, I’ve a little dizziness, and more gas than I may have ever had before in my life. It isn’t such a horrible thing that I couldn’t absolutely force myself to get through it if I really needed to… it would just be exceedingly awkward excusing myself to the bathroom several times an hour for the rest of the day. Truly, if you’ll excuse the TMI, the primary benefit to going home for the afternoon is (in fact) my ability to wear exceedingly less clothing and having a bathroom physically closer to where I am (wherever in my home I am). And, now that I’m thinking about it, much more access to water which… as someone that doesn’t drink much water, I’m guessing with the GLP-1 I need to address that PDQ!
Thinking Sondheim, I saw that “Into the Woods” was the second time Sondheim paired with James Lapine, the first being “Sunday in the Park with George” so I looked up that play as well. And was surprised and rather tickled that Sunday in the Park with George was first performed on May 2, 1984. Considering I was born a month early and the very next day- I find that interesting.
An excellent example of why my job matters:
On the drive home from my office, I take a 1 way road the entire time. About halfway through, a car pulls out in front of me and turns towards the traffic! So… pulls out in front almost causing an accident, then turns to drive against the flow of traffic… and he’s pissed at me for honking? Dude… your driving is dangerous, obviously illegal… you are exceptionally in the wrong!
I sat down on the couch, than almost immediately fell asleep. And I was going in and out of sleep for the next 4 hours!
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