Maybe a little too much information?

Ok, I'm sorry, but I have to say this. I hate being sick because my body has this way of over reacting to everything. I can't take any sort of medicine for fear I will become loopy and say/do things I wouldn't normally (and that's saying a lot). No, they don't make be drowsy, they make me wacked out! So, not only do I have to go through the week of snot and sinus pressure without relief, but, on top of that, my body decides it doesn't want to eat, yet anything I do happen to consume will sit in my lower intestine pushing against my bladder but will not remove itself from my body. I will pee 100 times a day and still be thirsty, yet I can not poop. I just can't. I can push as long and hard as I want, the best thing to come is a bit-o-gas. My lower back will start hurting, my stomach will distent and I will be very uncomfortable. But I will not poop. I will start getting bloated, which is already happening, to the point where my eyes feel like they will bulge from my head. My fingers will look and feel like sausages and my socks will start leaving indentations around my ankles. My SOCKS! Light cotton fluff leaves marks around my ankles! JUST BECAUSE I CAN NOT POOP! And they ask why I don't want to have children. I can't take this for a week, how will I be able to for 9 months?!
Oh, but let me tell you-the relief you get once that healthy poop does come out. You sit on the toilet knowing, this is the moment! You feel the first movements from down under. After that first push, it all just comes sliding out. It's such a satifactory feeling that all you can do is smile. Oh what a wonderful feeling, that relief of constipation!
Well, I will leave you with that. For if you have ever been in my position, you know exactly what I am talking about.

Ciao!