My morning started with going to the bathroom only for it to turn into torture. Back and forth worst every time. Clutching for dear life, feeling like I was in labor. I’m blowing out doing breathing exercises to keep calm. I wanted to call out for someone but let’s me serious, I couldn’t, because I’m in the middle of having a bowel movement I can’t have someone holding my hand… But it was painful, didn’t think I would be able to make it through this moment.
On the bright side after it was all over I weighed myself and had lost 4lbs.
I have to laugh to keep from crying. Other than that my day is going well and I’m happy.