This has to stop.

I'm home. Last night, while Kirsten was out with her mom, i decided to hit the restroom and go to bed. Three hours and a hot shower later, I was finally able to get into bed. Not sleep, mind you, but get into bed.

Another massive IBS flare. There has to be a way to control this. I'm making an appointment to see my doctor and find out how we deal with this.

If I sound a bit disjointed, it's because I took a vicodin this morning to deal with everything from the pounding dehydration headache to the expected pain in areas that got overworked yesterday.