Life's sure got a funny way of seeming like it's kicking you when you're already down... you know? What it does is cause you to learn a lot about yourself... or more specifically more about the ways I'm still struggling to be better, all those things I need to learn to grow... there are so many things!
Here Follows The Tale of the Unhappy Tummy Part2:
Almost a month to the day ago I checked myself into the ER because of my good old friend Stomach Pain. This time was bad... though Im convinced it wasn't as bad as back in November when I went to the ER last time for the same pain. So like the silly stubborn woman I am, I decided to tuff it out because there was no way I was going to fork over money to the ER for them to tell me there was nothing wrong with me.
Almost a month to the day ago I checked myself into the ER because of my good old friend Stomach Pain. This time was bad... though Im convinced it wasn't as bad as back in November when I went to the ER last time for the same pain. So like the silly stubborn woman I am, I decided to tuff it out because there was no way I was going to fork over money to the ER for them to tell me there was nothing wrong with me.
But the pain didn't get better. After almost a week I pushed through the pain and then when it became clear that it wasn't getting better... I came to this conclusion from the fact I was turning yellow.. That's right! YELLOW! Scared the crap out of me. My doctor appointment on the following Monday proved I wasn't delusional - my doctor suspected Pancreatitis.
Again I was stubborn and went home and tried to drink/drown out the yellowing... It didn't work.
Now my second visit to the ER in a year was a much better experience than my last one. They were very kind and listened to me and I felt heard. We did tests and discovered that I indeed had Pancreatitis - Caused by Gallstones.
The word the doctors used was "Innumerable" when describing the amount of stones in my gallbladder. It had to come out. I would only have more and more Stones and Pain... so came my hospital stay. My very first one.
Also my fist Surgery... That was a strange experience. Wheeled me down to the operating room, I moved over to the table and laid down. The anesthesiologist hooked me up and gave me what he called a "Small starter dose". He then asked me a question... I don't remember what it was. I think I was going to say something in response but before i could answer i was out.
When I woke up, I was in the ICU and the crabby nurse kept telling me to take deep breaths. I wanted to hurt her... I was trying to and she was not pleased with my breathing. I assume she wanted my heart rate to be faster than it was. As discovered at my last ER visit, I have a low resting heart rate... she wasn't informed so she wasn't satisfied with my breathing. RUDE!
After this I was taken back to my room where my sweet sister Kjarsti was waiting. She was so awesome to stay with me, and help me, and make me feel loved. I'm so blessed to have such great sisters.
I got this nifty button while at the hospital... All the nifty things at hospitals glow - just so you know ;) I called it "The Hulk Button" because that's what gave me the drugs. I pride myself on the fact that I didn't push it hardly at all.
So GullBladder's gone. Thank goodness. I'm so glad, because now I finally have an answer to the pain I had had back in November. According to my doctor, he was certain that I had passed a stone back in November, However this time the gallstone had gotten stuck in my bile duct... this is why I had turned Yellow this time around. I'm so grateful for medicine and good doctors.
Awkward Yetti does a good job illustrating my situation... lol! Particularly this next one.
So I can't lift anything "Heavy" for another month. Which means no CrossFit for now. But I do plan on getting back to it at some point. Probably after Italy.
That's right... Italy is still happening. Happening in just 31 Days. Ahhh! From one crazy experience to the next. Am I right? Bring it on!
Now I join an exclusive club of people who've had their gallbladder removed. Everyone reacts differently to getting their gallbladder out, and so far I feel alright. I can even eat dairy again. It's a miracle! I'm so glad. I even had a celebratory slice of Cheesecake for my birthday and didn't get sick. Yay!!!!
Now I just have to get back to my fitness journey, I've let myself get derailed and I've fallen into some binge eating pits... I know better and am trying to be better. I know I can do this, so it's time to buck up and get accountable. That starts with little by little, day by day. I can do hard things. :)
