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The sicko is sick
Monday, Nov. 19, 2001, 7:30 am

Ugh, I've been so sick the past few days. I had to go see my doctor on Saturday because I developed horrendous abdominal pain Friday night that lasted all night, that spread to my head and to my back. I was quite incapacitated. I had all the symptoms of appendicitis. Doc was ready to send me to surgery Saturday morning, but the CT scans at the hospital showed my appendix to be ok, so no surgery. Good thing.

He did find a growth on one of my ovaries, and something on my colon. I have to go see a specialist for that. He says it's probably nothing. I hope he is right.

I am on some super-strength pain meds, which make me loopy, but comfortable. And I sleep a lot. I'm in between doses at the moment, but I feel shaky and sore and a little nauseated, but I haven't thrown up since yesterday morning. I ate a sandwich last night that I kept down, and that made me feel better.

P is staying home with me today, and I know he is worried. But my doctor says the pain in my "lumin" which is the empty space in the abdomen housing the organs, might well be due to the invasion of some virus, and some of the pain might be due to the cyst-thing on my ovary, which may or may not clear up by itself. A lot of unknowns. I am waiting to talk to him again today and get a referral.

So I feel like crap. Hot and cold. Sweaty and clammy. I look loverly, let me tell you. But the little pills I get to take make me feel so swell...I just drift off and sleep. Then I wake up and want to take more, but I only have 4 left, so I'm on rations today.

And I'm hungry, but afraid to eat. I just emailed my boss to tell him I can't come in today, not in small part because I can't drive a car. Not that anyone on the highways around here would notice, considering how people drive under normal circumstances. I'd blend right in. But, you know. I'd be under the influence.

Now I need to go lay down. I'm trying to be optimistic that this is all just a bunch of virus-related crappiness, and the problems the hospital discovered are minor and easily taken care of.

But man, I feel rotten. Simply rotten.

I'd appreciate good thoughts and prayers if that's what you do. Now I must go recline. I hope to report in that all is well. Talk to you soon...


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