26 Years Old

Well i celebrated my 26th birthday May 11th, as well as my second mothers day! Hard to believe that i am already in my late 20's!! I enjoyed spending my time with my family, and we had celebrated the night before with a bbq that alot of our friends and family attended. After church on Sunday me and Shawn were able to take a nice drive out to Lockport, something i haven't done in years. We enjoyed a nice meal at Half Moon, although it was not as good as what i remembered it to be. We got home and had a nice relaxing evening.

At about 11pm though i started having this pain, i have gotten this pain three times before, and was even seen by a doctor the week before, and put on a waiting list for an ultrasound. The doctor told me if it happened again that i should go immediately to the ER. So i did.

The pain wasn't the worst that i have had, but i figured it would only escalate. So to the ER i went. I waited about 2 hours before someone would even see me... and then was poked with needles which was loads of fun, then waited another 3 hours before the doctor came in to tell me he would have the ultrasound tech call me to schedule something and off i went home...only to find out i got a parking ticket...NICE!!

So whatever the next two days i was fine, the ultrasound tech called and said they would probably have an opening Wednesday morning so to stay by the phone. So great. Well Tuesday night i was craving a brownie. So i made a batch up, and i can usually eat about half the thing in one sitting (I DON'T HAVE THEM THAT OFTEN!!) But i figured i would control myself and i cut myself a nice small corner piece. Not even 20 minutes later i was regretting this decision. So i took some Tylenol and prayed it would be ok. I went to bed with the feeling it wasn't over, but i hoped if i ignored it it would all just go away.

WELL That wasn't the case. I woke up feeling like i was being poisoned. I ran to the bathroom to throw up anything that i could, and I was going through fever and chills and i was in so much pain i wanted to die. I left right away for the ER. I ran a red light and drove light a mad person to get there as fast as I could. Once i was there i had to wait for what seemed to be forever for the triage nurse. I was balling my eyes out by this time because the pain was so unbearable i would rather be rearing a 15 pound baby.

About 45 minutes later i was in a room where they were trying to take blood but couldn't, and they wouldn't give me anything for my pain until they had my blood work done, but i was so cold that it took them forever to do it. I think i waited 3 hours and by that time my pain was almost gone. So i suffered through it all. Then finally when they did get my blood work they just put me one an IV drip with no meds, and i waited until the ultrasound was available.

Anyways to try to shorten my story i had the ultrasound it came back GALLSTONES, and INFLAMMATION of the gallbladder, no surprise. So i SURGERY to remove the gallbladder is what was going to happen - within the next 3 hours, which turned into 1/2 an hour, luckily i was able to see Ava 5 minutes prior, since after the surgery I would not even be able to pick her up.

So i had the surgery and was wheeled off for recovery. And i was feeling pretty ok. Lots of rest, and lots of MORPHINE!!! Which made me itchy, but i felt SOOO much better. Friday i was released from the hospital and we decided to go out to Shawn's moms house where we would have help with Ava. So away we went. About 2 hours after we got there i got an ATTACK... WHAT THE HECK?? Isn't this why they ripped that thing out? This lasted for about 2hours, and was the worst pain i have ever experienced, worse than any of my other attacks to because now i have 4 incisions in my abdomen plus this pain! FUN! A REAL TREAT!! So after it settled i tried taking some more medicine T3's, I ate and walked around. But i still wasn't feeling RIGHT. So i told Shawn i think we better go to the hospital here. So away we went again.

As soon as we got there i started having another attack, and luckily for me we were in Morden so i was admitted immediately and within about half an hour was given morphine. The pain was so strong that it took about 10 ml of morphine before i began to even feel comfortable. I was admitted to surgery recovery room where they would monitor me overnight. The thought was that i either had a gallstone left in there or it was just some after surgery pain because of the gas that is pumped into you.

I was given a drip of morphine, which i couldn't of been more happy about, i love morphine, in case that hasn't come across yet!! Although by the morning i was FEELING it!! I was a tad bit of my rocker!! Apparently calling Amie to tell her that because of the morphine making me so itchy i had scratched my nose so badly that the doctors had to put socks on my hands - this still makes me laugh - I DO NOT REMEMBER SAYING THIS NOR DID THIS HAPPEN!!!! I also attempted to feed Ava when Shawn brought her by for a visit, but kept on falling asleep, and spilling whatever food on her! These were a few of the bunch of dream like things i did or said that i barely or don't even remember!

Anyways i was released from that hospital on Monday morning, and I am feeling alright, as good as I can after all this. Luckily i have not had any more PAINFUL attacks, and i am recovering well!!

I cant believe how much Ava has grown up in this time, from not needing to be nursed anymore, to falling asleep on her own, and sleeping all through the night, and just the things she does, she has changed alot and i just love her sooo much more. I really missed her and Shawn while i was in the hospital and I am glad to be back home!

Hope you enjoyed reading this post as much as I have enjoyed living it!