Yesterday I woke up with pain on my right side just under my ribs and went to the doctor around 3 p.m. Turns out he scheduled me to have a right upper quadrant ultrasound today b/c he thought maybe I had gallstones from the rapid weight loss I experienced. I didn't fess up about this last night on the blog because I didn't want to get everyone back in drama mode over me, sorry! Well, at 5 a.m. this morning I woke up in worse pain and rather than ignore it (as I did the pre aneurysm headache) I had Mike drive me to the ER at NSH. Turns out my doc was right and I DO have Gallstones. SERIOUSLY! The wonderful Hollywood weight loss I've been smacking about since I got home bit me in the side! Apparently they don't do anything when you have stones other than send you home with percocet and see how you do. I go back to my internist next week and we'll discuss how I'm doing. If the pain eases up (on my new low fat diet) I may go on with no other issues. If the stones tend to plague me I may end up having to find a general surgeon, to add to my list of surgeons, to remove my gallbladder. NO JOKE. I'm telling you all if I HAVE to have it done I want it done this year!! Of course we've already met our out of pocket for the year and why carry over this medical crap into 2009?? I swear I feel like a hypochondriac at this point on the blog.
I'm doing ok this evening but I've only had liquids and some yogurt since the ER. I've been having a little twinge here and there of pain but not as bad as this morning. I'm really praying that since I'm leveling off and putting some weight back on maybe the stones will be quiet in there and not cause me more grief. I was slightly freaking out in the ER today when they gave me the IV pain meds. I wasn't sure how they were going to make my head feel etc. I did ok with it. Mostly I was just paranoid and trying not to have a panic attack about being hospitalized again! It was great to see some of my co workers though. Word travels fast, several people came to see me today and it was so nice to see people I knew when I was stressed out waiting for results. At Emory I didn't know anyone and it felt so foreign to be in that boat even though everyone there was phenominally nice to me.
So there you have it...more drama in the house of Bresnan! To all my powered prayer people out there please send up something that keeps me from adding another surgery to my list!!
Thank you sooooooooo much!