So I got on the scale this morning and I had lost three pounds since yesterday, two of which I gathered were the water I gained from the nasty Miralax. I went to bed last night still feeling prettly lousy as fas as my abdomen was concerned, and it was not until I woke up an hour later at 10pm to pee that I realized the diarrhea was finally gone. Or the worst of it that is. I felt weak and depleted this am, my legs as wobbly as a newborn calf.
|my worried dog watching over me when |
I got back from the hospital yesterday
Finally I forced myself to take them out and we had a nice walk although I was walking very slowly. When I got back and climbed back in bed with my book my legs ached like I had just rode 80 miles. Weird. I did have a dry cough today but that could have been from the dehydration; once I even coughed up some phlegm. The diarrhea did not go away, it turns out, but since there was nothing in my colon anyway, there was not much to it but nausea along with more hunger pangs. Like I said, a rough day. I really have not had more detox symptoms than that: my tongue is slightly white but no thick coating, no headaches or runny nose. My lower back is sore but that is from spending so much time in bed and slouching at my desk all day since I don't have the energy to sit up straight. They say the real detoxing starts at 7 days. So I'm looking forward to feeling worse tomorrow.
|the same tree at dog beach in the Wissahickon pictured|
above; in May, before Irene and Lee
stats: weight in am = 118.2 lbs saliva PH = 6.75 urine PH = 6.5