I am sitting here drinking a berry smoothie. Sounds yummy, right? Unless you read the words under the title: Readi-Cat 2 Barium Sulfate Suspension. I'm sure it's not organic. It doesn't taste that bad, just sort of blecchhy once you swallow. I have to go get a CT Scan cause I have a stupid stomach pain that refuses to go away. And it's at that stupid place that makes doctors and husbands think you need to take care of it in case it might be appendicitis. Which, as I keep telling them, I am way too old for. But then the doc starts mentioning all kinds of other itis's that seem extremely unpleasant. So fine. I'll go. But I think it's probably a waste of time. And I'm not overly thrilled with the side effects of this "smoothie". I think I'm beginning to actually understand the words my churning stomach is screaming at me. Like, "what the heck are you sending down here? that stuff is NASTY! let's see if we can get it out of here real quick!" If you know what I mean.
The worst is that I am worrying my friends and family. I'm the healer, the one who loves to take care of everyone else. I HATE being sick and having people worry about me. And then I realize how ridiculous that is. And I feel bad for even complaining at all. Other folks have this as their daily life. I have this isolated incident and become grumpy and petulant. And in denial. And irritated. Sorry, sorry, sorry!
Anyways, I have finished my second bottle of berry smoothie and can now get ready to go relax in a large metal drum. And be thankful that this is just a blip in my life and that soon it will pass.
No 10 year old jokes please.
And don't worry!
2 comments:
Making your doctor, your husband, and all your friends happy is no waste of time. we are all waiting for the report to come back negative. Meanwhile lots of prayers and healing energy are being sent your way.
Ah gallstones. Fun isn't it?
Yes that happen to me about ten years ago, and I was misdiagnosed for a year. Eventually I had to have surgery, as I didn't want to wait until another attack took me to the ER again, and emergency surgery would be required. That for me was the way I made my final decision about surgery. Being a control freak, I had to control as much about the situation as I could so I picked a surgeon, date, etc. and had the surgery done. It took about 6 months before I felt totally better. Then came the indigestion. No one told me once your gall bladder is gone there is nothing to filter the bile. Ah.... okay .... so meds for GERD (reflux)became a new med for me. Surgery for me was always a scary thought, but sometimes for me anyway, the pain outweighs the fear.
I too was wondering how you get gallstones, it was never really explained to me. I ofen wondered if the same thing that makes up (calcium deposits, etc.) gallstones, makes up kidney stones.
Anyway enough of me. Whatever you decide will be the best choice for you, well of course it would be they are your stones. Running into large objects, and throwing yourself against the wall does not remove them... ummm...errr.... I hear some people have tried that.
Funny my word verification below is rockel, lol. Timing is everything.
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