Wednesday, October 30, 2013
So on October 10th I woke one night with a horrible chest pain, I couldn't breath and I was freaking out. My husband was concerned but we have babies and a trip to the hospital is not so easy, so we decided to wait it out. Well while he was feeding our son who had just woken up he came back into our bedroom to find me passed out on our bedroom floor. Needless to say we called my mom who came over to watch the kids so he could take me to the hospital. I left their about 12 hours later with an anxiety diagnosis and a prescription for clonazepam. Now we will go back to Monday night and I awoke with the same pain, and my clonazepam was not helping. I called my mother who insisted it was probably indigestion or gas. So we woke up the babies and hubby drove me back to the ER. As soon as I got into triage the nurse said it seemed to be my gallbladder, and after that they had me doing an ultrasound and there it was gallstones, and an inflamed gallbladder. I was told it had to be removed. So here I am today with a ruined sparkstreak and no fitness points due to brand new surgery. I also learned my appendix is abnormally high, in fact it was right under my gall bladder so if any new pains occur it might mean that is next to go. I am out of work for 2 weeks and eating a low fat diet. It seems that the universe wants me to start this diet before January after all.