A Hard Day and Night

The day started off rather well yesterday but for some reason unknown to me my motility seemed to kick in to high gear. Judging by some hint of blood, pouchitis has reared its head again. I've been luck over the past couple of months in that when it does it usually goes away on its own. Its been about two months now since I began increasing the dosage of my lomotil, which seemed to help. I've become more aware of the foods I can and can not eat. I also rely on usually one hydrocodone table and maybe a bowl of rice to slow things down and get me through the night. Often by the next day things have improved. Last night however was a two vicodin night followed by a shot of analpram. Only then did my tookus get some relief. I'm a little leary about trying to eat breakfast now so we'll see what the day holds.