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Thanks for all the encouraging posts. You guys are fabulous!

The meeting between Adam & my family went REALLY well. I admit that I didn't think it was going to go terribly or anything, but I was still nervous about it, of course. Mom seems to really like him. She even hugged him! I about died! (You'd have to know my mom, heh.) I mean, it really wouldn't have mattered if she didn't like him, but it definitely makes my life easier and a lot less stressful if everyone I love at least gets along with each other, heh.

The rest of the visit was not-so-good news...
I ate really carefully, and I still got sick.

In addition to being miserable in a campground bathroom, I then had to sit through a bouncy 1 1/2-hour pickup truck ride home. I must have had every muscle in my body clenched the entire ride home, because by the time we got back to Bangor, my entire body felt like someone beat me with a baseball bat.

One good-ish thing did come of it, though, I guess. See, my family knows I have "stomach problems", but because I've lived away from home for the worst of it, they've never seen me sick... until last night. My mother was genuinely alarmed to see me so thin, and even more so when I had the attack. Before we left, she took me aside and told me that she wants me to get medical care for this no matter what, and she's willing to help pay for it! It's a load off my mind, but I still have to wait till the 8th for my assessment/appointment.

I still feel lousy today... still achy, still D, weak as water. It's a dreary day and I think I'm going to spend it in bed.

Thanks for letting me ramble, and thanks to everyone who sent along good thoughts for yesterday... I still think they worked!

Oh yeah... and just for fun (I love posting unflattering pictures, haha), here's me cooking my IBS-friendly chicken breast (and a portobello for my mom) over the campfire. Don't mind the face I'm making; the smoke followed me no matter where I sat.

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