2 AM is not my preferred time to be awake. But there I was this morning, wide awake all of a sudden thanks to sudden horrible cramping and an urgent desire to run to the bathroom. Lovely.

I spent the next 45 minutes in the bathroom and the next hour after that laying in bed wishing my belly would stop hurting so I could fall asleep and not have to be back in the bathroom.

Apparently that worked because it went from 3:30 to alarm time at 5:00 very quickly. But I still felt horrible.

This, I think, it payback. My body’s way of reminding me who is in charge. You see, I went for my follow-up appointment at my GI doctor yesterday. And I told him how great I had been feeling and how I hadn’t had diarrhea much at all in the last month and how things in general where much better.  And then my intestines decided to laugh at me.

They have a cruel sense of humor.