Sorry for deserting you guys for the last week, but weren't the guest posts fun?! I wish I could say I was soaking up the sun on a tropical vacation like this.
There was a bright side to the week, though! Last minute suite tickets to the Pens game on Wednesday and the unveiling of the Mario Lemieux statue. Very cool.
Moving on. On Thursday I had an endoscopy - smooth sailing. I'm an upper endoscopy pro as long as I get some anti-nausea medication in my IV. Learned that lesson pretty hard last year when I threw up blood following my most recent test. After the test, my doc told me that he saw an inflamed stomach lining and lots of cuts/incisions on the lining of my stomach. More to come in the official results.
Then on Thursday night, my cough started. Eh - a cough, no big deal, and I figured it was just perhaps irritation from the tube down my throat for the test. Remember, I throw up a lot, so my throat/esophagus is already irritated to begin with.
Friday brought along a HIDA scan. Ever have one of these? It's for your gallbladder and is really easy and incredibly boring. You basically lay on a table in radiology for two hours and they inject a few different medications/drugs into your veins and the camera grabs shots of everything working through your liver, gallbladder & small intestine. It left me a little groggy but all things considered, fine and functional.
Then Friday night hits and I feel like I'm going to keel over because my insides are being ripped out. On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being the worst pain ever, it was about an 8.5. I consider myself a tough cookie, so that was pretty brutal. I even resorted to Facebook for advice from friends in the medical profession. I didn't know if it was serious or just the CCK (which causes cramping) still processing through my system.
Saturday morning hit me like a truck as I jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom, and threw up a whole lot of brown liquid. Later in the day, I ate a salad and threw it up, too. After this, I was ready to give up food. I was hungry but had no appetite. Does that make sense?
And then this morning you'd think I woke up with the plague as I could barely breathe, couldn't eat & coughed up everything my body had in it. I was so exhausted and drained that not even the 68 and sunny weather could help, so after a very, very slow walk with Shaun and the dogs, I hit the couch, stomach pains, cough and all.
That brings us to the present, and I'm realizing I can't eat anything tomorrow other than clear liquids as I need to prep for a colonoscopy on Tuesday. If there's a bright side to this, it's the fact that I'll probably lose five pounds or so when it's all said and done!
After the colonoscopy, we'll sit down and discuss all of the results and next steps. I am beyond eager to get back to feeling normal & going along with my everyday life. I don't like the 'inconvenience' of poor health. Then again, who does?!
I want to cook, and eat good food, and take my hip hop class, and lift some weights. And run. Man do I want to run.
But you have to listen to your body. I am the worst at this and that's probably part of the reason some of this has gone on for close to ten years, but given the incidents over the past month, I'm finally committed to really figuring this out.
And I am constantly reminding myself that this could be much worse. MUCH worse. I could have a horrible, debilitating disease, or cancer, or be paralyzed. Like I said before, I am the lucky one who still gets to pretty much continue with life as usual. So yell at me when I'm complaining, because that's not OK. This too shall pass...
Thanks again to everyone again for the support, advice and words of encouragement. It really means a lot to me! Now, go out there and have an awesome and amazing week! I am determined to do the same :)