Kurt still felt like food was his enemy. Especially at times like this when his stomach was just painful as it tried to cope with eating normally all over again. Kurt had developed a number of food sensitivities they were discovering as they tried to re-introduce food to him. He was lactose intolerant and wheat-based products were upsetting his system as well. The doctors were confident they would rectify themselves as he came to be able to tolerate more food and his metabolism balanced out, but for now, he had follow a strict diet with limited those foods. Only, keep a small level of them so his body could build a resistance back up. Dinner that night had comprised of a small egg white and spinach omelette with a piece of wholemeal toast and a yoghurt. He had gotten through half before he was full, which wasn't as good as hoped, but better in general than he had been managing.
The meal wasn't going to really agree with him in the long run, though. He ended up losing it about an hour later, so they had to check in with his case manager who wanted to know if Kurt vomited on his gate leave home. They advised to reduce his meals by a third and see how he went with breakfast in the morning, and suggested Emetrol to help with the stomach pain if it continued.
Kurt was just tired of feeling sick all the time, which is why he was sticking to the treatment the best he could. Years of controlling his illness, and controlling what food he put inside him or rid himself of, now his body was making the choices without him and it was exhausting. Plus, he had been so homesick, this gate leave was well overdue, but two days didn't seem like enough. The hot water bottle actually felt amazing on his stomach and a little groan of relief was escaping him before he could stop it. "I am exhausted. So are you, you should go get some sleep. I'll be okay, you know. If I could just stop needing to run to the bathroom, I could handle the stomach pain. Ironic that I used to actually deliberately make myself this sick, but now I'm just tired of it. You had a cow hot water bottle? Really?" Just when he was sure Blaine couldn't get more cute too.
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The meal wasn't going to really agree with him in the long run, though. He ended up losing it about an hour later, so they had to check in with his case manager who wanted to know if Kurt vomited on his gate leave home. They advised to reduce his meals by a third and see how he went with breakfast in the morning, and suggested Emetrol to help with the stomach pain if it continued.
Kurt was just tired of feeling sick all the time, which is why he was sticking to the treatment the best he could. Years of controlling his illness, and controlling what food he put inside him or rid himself of, now his body was making the choices without him and it was exhausting. Plus, he had been so homesick, this gate leave was well overdue, but two days didn't seem like enough. The hot water bottle actually felt amazing on his stomach and a little groan of relief was escaping him before he could stop it. "I am exhausted. So are you, you should go get some sleep. I'll be okay, you know. If I could just stop needing to run to the bathroom, I could handle the stomach pain. Ironic that I used to actually deliberately make myself this sick, but now I'm just tired of it. You had a cow hot water bottle? Really?" Just when he was sure Blaine couldn't get more cute too.