stomach issues

8/1/99

After I wrote my entry last night I didn’t go to sleep. I read and read until my eyes wouldn’t stay open and then I forced them open and kept reading. Every time I closed my eyes I tortured myself with images from the movie. I finally drifted off around 5:30. John woke up and turned off my light at 9.

Spent today hanging around the house. After driving to Macon three times in the last two days, hanging around was all we felt like doing. John unpacked a lot, cleaned a little, and I made some super-garlicky lasagne. It was awesome stuff. I was having stomach issues again, though, so John had to help me finish mine. I don’t know what’s up with that. For a couple of days I was fine and eating spicy things even, and today I woke up with heartburn again. I didn’t eat regularly yesterday, didn’t sleep well...and I was obviously distressed last night. I don’t want to have to be more careful about food—I’m already sort of careful about things I eat. I haven’t even been drinking since I moved here, not at all. Every time we have something nice for dinner we’re like, “We’ll open a pinot,” or “Good cab with the lasagne?” and then we decide we’d rather drink water instead. The heat makes me not want to drink.