Stress is a virus.
I think it might even be contagious.
My middle daughter is currently stressed .
She has an inexplicable stomach disorder that does not allow her to keep food down. She gets nauseous at the first bite of food and then she throws up for hours at a time.
Her stomach is raw and hurts. She is stressed.
We don't know if stress caused this condition, but the condition caused stress, so it's a viscous loop.
She is 2500 miles away and I feel her pain.
I feel nauseous too.
My muscles are spasming in my neck and back.
I am having trouble breathing and swallowing.
I don't know how to help her because the doctors say nothing is wrong.
She has tons of medications to take: antacids, anti-nausea, anti-anxiety and anti- depressants.
Nothing seems to be working.
She even went to the hospital the other night and they said, "Nothing is wrong." But clearly "something" is wrong.
She has anxiety. She's had it before her illness. I have anxiety. I've had it before her illness. We both sometimes try to live with it or pretend it doesn't exist. But this time her anxiety won't shut up which made both of ours much worse. We sometimes laugh about this being part of our connection: Two neurotic talkative Jewish women... but this time we are not laughing.
She feels helpless. I feel helpless. I can't think about anything else.
They say a mother can only be as happy as her saddest child. So my saddest child is doubled over in pain and confused. So I am in pain and confused too.
She is staying with her father and stepmother in Los Angeles. They are at a loss too.
The doctors just keep saying take the medicines and try to eat. I keep saying the same.
Meanwhile, I am trying to take my own advice: breathe, be patient, sleep, eat and exercise. But like her, none of it is working right now.