pissed.

i've been in what is called an 'IC flare" since monday. today is by far the worst day yet. it's hard to even want to eat on days like this, but i was talked into going to this sandwich place i really like. well, it was sort of my idea. but anyway, i like the company of the person who wanted to go there, so i went. i ordered a sandwich the way i can eat it. the way i've ordered it before. four times. in the last two months. specifically, oil but NO vinegar. i ate 1/4 of it before i realized they had poured vinegar all over it. VINEGAR. a word that used to fill me with joy, now sends me into a panic. my bladder can't handle vinegar. even smelling it makes me get in the fetal position.

oh wow, my life has suddenly turned into one i thought i'd have at 95. pretty soon i'll be buying boxes of depends and talking about my hot flashes.