Archive for January 25, 2008

Where’s House when you need him?

So this is what happened.

A couple of weeks ago I got a pain.  It was on my right side under my ribs almost to the bottom, a little to the left.  It was pretty persistantly painful for a week.  Then it really got bad.  It started shooting to my back, and sometimes it felt like my entire right side was filled with needles.  If you even touched my skin when it was like that it hurt very badly.  Ibuprofen helped.  So I dealt with it all last week.  This week I got to learn that it could get worse.  Very bad pain, lots of Ibuprofen.  Much conversation about what it could possibly be.

On Monday my husband said, “hey, instead of you sitting here guessing all the things it might be, we have a doctor who actually does this for a living.”  So on Wednesday I could barely move without making funny noises and I swear it had been 6 days since I got a good deep breath, so I thought, hmmm, maybe I’ll call that doctor!

8:15 am appointment this morning, go to Doctor.  She pokes and prods and says a lot of hmmms.  Nothing in her Dr repetoire seems to match my places of pain, then she says “hey, can you pee in a cup?” and I say, “woo boy!  Can I!”  She comes back in a little bit and says, “hey here’s an idea!  off to the hospital with you for some tests!” Apparently a little bit of blood in the urine gets you some unwanted attention.  She wrote me orders for ultra-sound and rib & chest x-ray.  Go in, get an ultrasound.  Takes for freaking ever, and it hurts!  Then the very nice ultrasound person says – “um, will you wait here for a minute, I want to get the other ultra-sound person” Ultrasound person number 2 comes in and does it all over again.  I’m thinking, this might not be a good sign.  But, finally done, off to X-ray!

Gnomish little man and I chit chat while he’s taking picture of my innards, and then this woman comes in while I’m lying on the table dressed in my finest hospital gown and says “hey, are you Tracy??” I say, “I AM!”  She says, Dr. A wants you to call her as soon as you’re done with this x-ray.  I say “OH SHIT!” how bad must the ultra-sound have been for them to have already called her and her to call the Hospital to track me down?

Finish up, find my shirt walk down 27 hallways until I find a place with a cell signal and call the doctor.  Doc tells me the ultrasound tech (who happened to be a newbie) noticed something odd on the ultrasound, called the next chickie and they agreed.  They saw a blockage on my Renal Artery.  It’s never anything normal with me.  So, next week MRA & CatScan (meow), and then unless they’re both wrong I’m guessing a little tiny surgery will be in the works.  But, maybe not!  Since it’s me, it may actually be that I’ve swallowed a small eraser and it’s showing up there. 

Happily, it’s nothing worse, sadly, still hurts.  I’ve never had surgery except for my two c-sections, I’m not thrilled at the whole catheter up my thigh and then getting yanked out later when I’m awake to enjoy it. I am however happy they caught it and with any luck I’ll be keeping both of my kidneys for a good long time!  I like a matched pair.

There! Got it out of my system. (had to wait until I told my husband today)

Life is ____________! (you pick)

I had a dream that an airplane crashed, and a man wearing yellow (emergency worker?) was hurt and lying on the ground. Woke up, unhappy.  Then at 4:30 the dog started whining, not sure why, probably because she hates us.

Then I was in pain (long story, I’ll explain next entry) couldn’t go back to sleep.  Got up, went to Dr’s for an 8:15 am appointment, and the day went down hill from there!   Finally got to work at 11, and my office is still full of Swedes.  I have every intention of leaving as soon as they do, but I don’t think they’re leaving until like 4.

I will then go to dinner with my husband and tell him of my day, and then come home and start drinking!

Tomorrow, I will tell you the details of my day today, and then I will go to a movie with my husband and my sister and the world will be all good again.  I think I will eat dinner at Ruby Tuesdays afterwards.

Edit ~I forgot!  I have a vet appointment at 9am tomorrow, so that’s first. 😉

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