Short takes of a long couple of weeks

I can't sleep and I don't know why, so I guess I'll try blogging. 

So it turns out I wasn't sick. Not the normal flu kind of sick anyways. Apparently, my gallbladder is trying to commit suicide and if that's not enough, to kill me in the process. 

Anyway here are some random notes from the past couple of weeks.

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If for some reason you're reading this and you are not actually my friend on facebook (I have no illusions that anyone else would read this blog), this status should explain some of the fun I've been having:

Highlights today: visiting the "nuclear medicine" office (high cool factor when you combine the words nuclear and medicine); realizing you've been so out of it you didn't realize that you had a 2" bruise on your elbow from previous and numerous IV attempts; having more IV attempts; falling asleep in a "waffle maker"; and later that day, having radioactive tears that sting. Fun times.

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In the last two weeks I've had a Ultrasound (gallstones), CT scan (appendicitus), HIDA scan (gallbladder) and an Endoscopy (ulcers).

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Which means I've been asked about five billion times "Are you pregnant?" "Are you sure you're not pregnant?" "Any chance you are pregnant?" "Are you REALLY sure you're not pregnant?"

If someone asks me that again, I might punch them. So far, my standard response has been simply a passive, "No." But I've decided I'm sick of that, so I've been thinking of alternative responses.

"Damn it, No"   (Okay, I probably wouldn't swear)
"No, are you?"    (Snarky)
"I wish"    (Not that I do wish, but I could leave them hanging)

Ideally, I think I would like to respond with something that communicated along the lines of, "No, I'm a Christian and I'm saving sex for after marriage.."  But I have no clue if I could pull that off, especially at 7 in the morning.

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So far the only side effects I've had from all this stuff, is that the HIDA scan (they put radioactive tracer into your blood) made me randomly sneeze and tear up throughout the day. What was really weird is that the tears stung. And then after my endoscopy, I sneezed hard and violently probably every 5 minutes for the rest of the day. Weird.

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It was right before my endoscopy of my stomach and duodenum that the doctor came in and told me that the HIDA scan had come back abnormal. I was so relieved that they had found out that it really was my gallbladder that I couldn't believe it. Anyways, after I regained consciousness from my endoscopy apparently the first thing I said when I saw Tyler (who had driven me) sounded like this: "Tyyyyleeerrrr, I"mmmm sooo haaapyyyy myyyy gallllbbbllladddders baaaadd. I couldn't talk right, but the emotion was there.

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So right now, my body is pretty much only tolerating sugar and water products and some broth. I've never been a big soda drinker, so I think after this I might never be able to drink soda again. I've also gained a new appreciation for V-8 as it's one of the few things I can drink that isn't really sugary.

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Right now, I'm focusing on what I read this evening in a little devotion book.

Take it on trust a little while;
Soon shall thou read the mystery right
In the full sunshine of His smile
John Keble

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And one last thought... My family, especially my brothers have been so fantastic. It's been really tough on Daniel and Jacob since they are pretty much the only ones that are either a) well or b) don't have college classes. Daniel told me the other day that he is enjoying proving himself responsible as he figures that means he'll get his permit sooner! Also, my dad and Tyler have been really sweet about driving me to all of my appts. I feel loved.

I'm so spoiled! Tyler bought me flowers.