The drive to Grandpa’s house went smoothly. We stopped half way to feed and change Zoey and then got back on the road. We got there just in time as a short but heavy thunderstorm passed through just as we got into the house. It was soo nice to see Grandpa again and I think he really enjoyed the company. We’re going back at the end of June because my Aunt (the one who just had a baby, as well) will be in town.
Sunday afternoon we met my Uncle and his family at a Mexican restaurant in town and had lunch. It was so good to see them all again! Well, after we ate there I started having some mild cramping in my upper abdomen, right under my breasts. I didn’t really think much of it and tried to just ignore it. We had dinner at Grandpa’s house and then Gene and I went to Walmart to get food/snacks for our family reunion on Monday. While in Walmart it got increasingly worse and I just wanted to leave.
I tried to get into bed sometime around 11:30 but could not get comfortable. It was hurting to the point where I was holding my stomach and could not get into a position to relieve the pain no matter what I tried. I fell asleep for a good hour but woke up still in horrible pain. I tried the recliner, the couch and the rocking chair and could not get comfortable. The pain was getting a lot worse. I took 2 extra strength tylenol and woke my Mom up at about 2:30 AM to see what she thought was going on. She said it sounded like my gall bladder.
It started to subside a good hour later so I took another tylenol. In the mean time, Zoey woke up for her next feeding so Gene and I took care of her and put her back down around 5:30 AM. We went to bed and slept until 8. I was rushing around trying to get ready for our family reunion (we wanted to leave around 9:30 AM) and the pain started to return. I sat down and tried to relax and it just got increasingly worse, very quickly. By about 9:00 I was in horrible pain and we decided I needed to go to the ER. Gene drove me to the ER and I got in immediately (small towns rock!).
They hooked me up to an IV (but not after 3 horrible sticks, 2 blown veins!) and gave me morphine. The pain almost completely went away. I did a urine sample for them and they had to call in an ultrasound technician. Since it’s a small town, we had to wait for the ultrasound tech to drive in from ANOTHER STATE (about 30 minutes away). He showed up and checked me out, no signs of gall stones. They gave me more morphine and told me I needed to have a Hydascan done when I got back home, it could be a malfunctioning gall bladder. Monday was the very first time that both Gene and I had to leave Zoey. We left her at my Grandpa’s house with my Mom while Gene took me to the ER. Of course, Grandma took really good care of her and I wasn’t worried at all.. But after a good 5 hours in the ER, I was really missing my baby. Add to that the fact that I was in the ER in a town 3 hours away from home, I just felt really uneasy.
So unfortunately, I totally missed the family reunion. And it took us a good 5 hours to make the 3 hour trip home. We had to stop half way because I was so sick and miserable. We ate at Arby’s and I was feeling quite a bit better. I slept the rest of the way home because I was too scared to wake up in fear that I would get nauseated again. Ever since, I have felt fine. I went to see my general physician on Tuesday and they ordered the Hydascan for Thursday morning. Tomorrow we have to be checking in at the hospital at 7:30 AM. Gotta love these early appointments with a new baby! Looks like I’ll be getting up at 5:30 or 6 AM to get ready to leave.
In a way, I hope they find something wrong with my gall bladder just so I will know what is causing this pain. I hate to become a medical mystery.. it scares the living crap out of me. But at the same time, I just had a pretty major surgery (c-section) 6 weeks ago, am I really ready for yet another surgery? At least this one would be a lot quicker healing process and less invasive. But still, it’s a surgery!
Add to all of this the fact that I am really needing to get a root canal done but haven’t been able to schedule that appointment.. I have a pretty full plate. Too full. I just want to be at home and take care of my baby girl. I don’t want to deal with any of this crap!
Oh and btw, the nurse from the ER in my Grandpa’s town called me today and said my urine came back positive for Ecoli. She called me in a prescription for a strong antibiotic. I seriously just laughed out loud when she told me this. Because really? Is there anything else wrong with me?
P.S. Cute/Funny baby story. So at Arby’s we need to change Zoey but there are no changing tables in the restrooms. Gene lays her on his lap and is going to change her that way. Mom and I joke about her peeing on him because lately she likes to pee once you open her diaper. I joke that she is going to “mark her territory” as soon as he starts. Well, what do you know! She pees all over him. And it just so happens to be on his crotch. It was the funniest thing ever! He finished changing her and wore a receiving blanket tucked into his pants to hide the evidence. As we were walking to the car, I was behind him and all the back of his pants/crotch area was wet lol Little girl really soaked him :D
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