Yes, I was, in fact, hoping for spontaneous recovery from this odd undiagnosable (beyond gastropareisis, which they do have visual proof of) stomach swelling illness. It has never hit any of my lists of future goals to spend the rest of my life looking five months pregnant. Grumble, growl.
And my plan to beat this illness into submission by going to the gym and strengthening my core muscles to the point where they are unable to stretch is either to new to be working (that plan is all of 5 every-other-days-of-exercise old now) or a complete failure.
Bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep.
Bleep!
This does not improve my mood.
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