It started at 8:00 Friday night & by 2:00 Saturday morning, I couldn't handle it anymore. My mom & Sebastian took me to the ER where they did blood work, took x-rays, & did an ultra-sound. They didn't see anything abnormal other than elevated liver enzymes. They said that could be due to the medicine I'm on for bronchitis, or it could be due to my liver not functioning properly. They gave me some fantastic pain medication that literally took the pain away as soon as it went in the IV, & since I was fine for the next six hours, they said I could go home and follow up with a GI specialist.
Today, I saw the GI doctor. She said it sounds like something is wrong with my gallbladder. I have to do different tests to rule out any other possibilities (stomach ulcers, polyps, etc.), but she thinks the end result will be related to the gallbladder. Today, I had to get blood taken...
& let me bunny trail real quick. I don't do needles. Ever. Period. I went to my pediatrician until they told me I was really too old, & I always got the little finger pricks. No big deal. A big 'ole needle stuck in my arm? No thank you.
When I went to the ER, they had a hard time finding a vein. I was super dehydrated & I have baby veins to begin with, so it was extra difficult. They started in my left hand & fished around until they busted a vein, then they moved to the right hand where they were able to get one. I squeezed Sebastian's hand harder than I ever have, & cried while he sang to me. It was just what I needed.
For my blood work today, I squeezed my mom's hand while the lady stuck me right on the first try. Thank You, thank You, thank You, Lord.
...anywho, tomorrow, I have to have an endoscopy. Basically, they'll knock me out, go down my throat with a camera, & look around my stomach to see if anything is wrong. Tuesday evening, I have to get a special kind of MRI done that will show them if there are any gallstones that the ultra-sound missed.
As far as I understand, if there is a stone, they'll do a procedure to take that out & see how things are after that. If there isn't a stone, they'll send me to a surgeon to see about getting my gallbladder taken out.
I kind of hope they'll go through all of these tests & everything will be normal & I'll be fine. But I also kind of hope they'll find something so they can fix it & I won't have to deal with this stomach pain anymore. I've literally never hurt as bad as I did Friday night.
If you could keep me in prayer, I'd appreciate it. I don't like needles, I don't like being put under, & I don't like tight spaces. So these next few days are going to have me aaaalllll kinds of worked up. Your prayers would mean the world to me!
Thanks, y'all. For now, I'm thinking about how sweet Sebastian is. I woke up to a text saying to look out my window before I get on Facebook or Instagram. I'm just a great big fan of snow. :)
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