For a few months now, every time I eat something, my stomach has been in a lot of pain, and quite often makes me puke. This is not fun by any means and it has progressively been getting worse. It doesn't even matter what I eat anymore, because everything does it. Spicy foods, coffee, and fruits and veggies cause the worst pain. This morning I woke up with the stomach pain and hadn't even eaten anything. What's worse is that I had planned to go give my resumes to lots of different shops but now I can't do so because I'll either be grimacing in pain or burping a ridiculous and embarrassing amount. Luckily for me, G is wonderful and very compassionate. He holds my hand and even eats in the kitchen when my stomach hurts to the point where I can't eat so I don't have to smell or see the yummy food. I think that I probably have acid reflux but I don't know for sure because doctors don't see people who can't pay them, and right now I am a person who can't pay both a doctor and my rent, so I choose rent. To make matters worse my Grandpa was diagnosed with acid reflux before and then they learned that it was actually stomach cancer by the time that it was stage 4 cancer. This is always at the back of my mind and I try not to think about it. I know that I probably don't have cancer but I have also always been extremely prone to worry. G would say that I'm catastrophizing. I'm also very tired of the people in my building asking if I'm pregnant when I'm sick to my stomach. No I'm not pregnant; stop asking. I would just like to be better for Thanksgiving, because I am spending it with G's family again and don't want to have to hide in the bathroom and hope they can't hear me burping, or just suffer in pain.
Update: I have thankfully been put back on full-time at work for now, so I set up a doctor's appointment at the neighborhood clinic for poor people for next Wednesday.