I've been healed for several weeks now, but my soon-to-be-ex wife woke me at 2:30 this morning rattling around in the kitchen making coffee. With no job, she naps all day, then can't figure out why she can't sleep at night. Goes out on the deck outside the guest bedroom where I'm staying, cuts on the light, and continues with her smokers cough until 4:30am when I finally drifted off for an hour or 2.
Have felt awful all day, stressed to the max, and guess what follows? First day without a bm in at least 6 weeks. Still eating all the right foods, but even a full dose of Miralax this afternoon couldn't bring it out of me.
I'm turning in early tonight and hopeful that tomorrow produces a nice smooth movement, and doesn't bring back the return of something dreadful. Quite frankly, I'm scared to death.