Originally Posted by AlabamaChick

Today has been extremely difficult for me. I think a depression is setting in and all I wanted to do was crawl in the bed and sleep my life away so I don't have to deal with this food issue any longer. I feel I am gonna lose it sometimes because I was so close to eating "real" food again and because of my ulcer I am back to full liquids for at least six weeks and maybe even double that time. That will be 4 1/2 months that I have had NOTHING to chew and swallow. I wonder some times if I can do this! It's like I'm staring the scariest monster in the face and have nowhere to run or hide. I feel like the medicine is helping because all of my abdominal pain has stopped and I don't have the burning under my left rib cage anymore either, but I do not even see the dr. again for six weeks to schedule another EGD so I know I have to endure it for that long. This is emotionally and psychologically taking a toll on me. My mom called today while I was so upset and crying and she lives over an hour away so it's hard for her to just get up and come over, but she called my sister and told her I was really down and having a hard time, so my sis called me and told me she wanted to make me dinner. I could of cried harder when she told me that, but she was serious. My sis is a cosmetologist and worked on her feet all day and when she got home she cooked "me" dinner. Her husband was working and her son is in Mexico with his dad, so she did this especially for me. She made me potato soup, pinto beans, and yams. She added things for extra flavor and sweetened the yams with agave nectar, which is a natural sweetener, and she put each one in her food processor and made it all into a liquid and strained it and drove over 30 mins. to my house to bring it to me and sat with me while I ate dinner. She told me before I ate that she prayed over it the whole time she cooked it that I could eat it and not dump from it. You guys, she really touched me doing this for me. I cried when she told me she prayed over it the whole time she cooked. I come from a very religious family. My dad, before he passed away, was a minister, and my brother is a minister now. I fully believe in the power of prayer and intervention. I'm really thankful I have a family that loves me so much and was there for me when I needed them the most or I don't know how I would have made it through today. Just thought I'd share with everyone. I feel so blessed even in the middle of all of this craziness.