Stomach playing tunes

Thank you for the lovely comments, I do appreciate the support.  Thankfully, I only rarely get troll comments and if I do, generally just bin them and don't even mention them - why give them publicity?  But it's hard to ignore and brush them off when feeling at a very low ebb.  

Some of you suggested making my blog private - I did try that, back when I restarted this blog.  Unfortunately, despite following Blogger's instructions, it just didn't work - can't remember why now.  I'm not the most techie person, techie stuff confuses the hell out of me, so possibly I was doing something or other wrong.  Whatever, I simply don't have the energy or will even to try doing it again, at this time.

I'm going for my armful of blood tests this afternoon, and it can't come soon enough, I'm feeling increasingly unwell, all the time now.  There's definitely something going on, my guts are playing up the whole time, I was actually sick yesterday for the first time - been feeling very nauseous for some weeks but not actually been sick before.  Literally everything I eat right now seems to upset my stomach....just had a bit of scrambled egg - just that, no toast or anything, and couldn't even finish it because it just made me feel sick.  Never mind, the dog happily finished it off, she loves scrambled egg.  

As well as the gut issues (my abdomen is so bloated I look like I'm pregnant - scary thought!), I've also had constant back pain for a couple of months, and feel knackered the entire time, from the minute i get out of bed.  Permanent headache too, which isn't something i usually suffer with.  Got lots of gripey pains in my gut and gurgling all the time - bit embarrassing as it can be quite loud, in fact it puts me in mind of the 1812 Overture!  When my GP listened to my stomach with her stethoscope, she said it sounded like a volcano erupting.  Even Betty is noticing, when she's sitting near me she keeps doing a double take, ears pricking up, her head whipping round suddenly and staring at my stomach, it is quite funny though.  Or it would be, if I felt well enough to laugh.

I can't remember what it's like to feel well, it seems to have become the norm to feel ill, and it's downright bloody horrible.  We're going away in a month and at this rate I'll be spending the week away in bed.