Yesterday 1:30am: Maybe I should just go to the ER. Why does my abdomen feel like it's tearing myself apart. A lot of spasms or gas movement, pain, and what I can best describe as something halfway between a knot and a hole slightly below my belly-button. Packed a backpack with books and other things just in case. 2:30am: Why is Dan awake? Maybe I'll talk to Dan, that might help. Turns out he's in Frankfurt and it was 11:30am there. 3:00am: Finally fall asleep. 12:00pm: Wake up. Welp. Guess I'm taking the whole day off instead of the half day. Felt like I hadn't slept at all. 1:45pm: Get to the doctor for the scheduled appointment. 15 minutes later "I don't know what's wrong with you right now, there are a lot of symptoms and if gets worse, go to the ER". Blood and urine samples provided, CAT Scan and Stress Test in the process of being scheduled. 2:20pm: Rear-end a car on the way home due to the mental and physical exhaustion from not sleeping the past few nights. Fortunately there was no damage and everybody was okay and able to drive off just okay. 5:20pm: Physical Therapy time. Light day, two steps forward one step back. This is the one step back part of it, severe pain and lack of movement that woke me up a few nights in a row. Self-described as being an eight on the pain scale and on-and-off pain/tightness during the day. No impression that it's structural damage. 11:30pm: Actually fell asleep without too much difficulty or anxiety. Maybe it's the exhaustion.
It's no good...especially for my anxiety. In the past week I've convinced myself of the following: 1. I was/am going to have a heart attack. 2. I have an abdominal aneurysm. 3. Stomach cancer??? 4. Stomach ulcer. 5. Appendicitis