Gastritis.
After 15 minutes with the doctor, that was the initial diagnosis. I was to take an over the counter antacid for 2 weeks and then report back if things didn’t improve.
Less than 10 days later, I was plopped down on an examination table feeling as though I could vomit at any moment.
Blood was drawn. Urine was collected. A pelvic examination was completed. Still nothing.
I do not have corona, but I am outrageously unwell. I sit in my house, and scroll through headlines on social media and instantly begin to feel nauseated and heartbroken. Each day that passes causes me such severe, physical pain that I am not sure what to do or how to move forward.
The United States may just now be facing a deadly and seemingly unstoppable pandemic, but we have been sick for a very, very long time.