on feeling like ten miles of camel ass...
something is wrong with me. i don't know what it is, but according to webmd, it could be practically anything. diverticulitis, heartburn, panic attack, colon cancer and my personal favorite: aortic dissection. i have a hunch it's either kidney stones or gall stones.
the first "attack" was friday night. i had a backache, but just ignored it and when to bed. paul got home from work around 4 a.m. and i was in SO much pain. he gave me some medicine and rubbed my back and i went back to sleep. i woke up feeling crappy and my sore back lingered all day saturday. i pass it off on getting old...
saturday night, we sit down to watch "casino royale." sorry bridge, but this is NOT a good james bond movie!!! daniel craig is a FAB bond, FAB, but this movie....eh. not so fab. i can't wait to see more of him in a different bond movie. anyway, i digress. i couldn't really get comfy for the whole movie, and about halfway through the movie, my stomach starts hurting like hell, right? and i think it's heartburn. only it's bad. so i drink some maalox, right? well that didn't even touch it, even though i drank enough maalox to plug up a cow with e coli. or something like that.
anyway. sick.
the pain gets worse and worse until it's so bad i am crying. paul asks me where it hurts (he had surgery for kidney stones last fall) and i tell him and he says he thinks i have kidney stones. the last time i felt pain like this ... i was in labor! i thought i was going to die. he asks me what he can do and i tell him to make it stop. of course, he says he can't...and i start to laugh. i say to him, "now you know what i felt like! watching you roll around in so much pain!" he agreed he felt helpless. he had some prescription painkillers left from his surgery, so he gave me one and i zonked out within 10 minutes. he said we could go to the emergency room if i wanted to, but i didn't. first of all, i don't want to pay that emergency room copay and second i don't like hospitals.
so i wake up this morning feeling all blah. BLAH. my back kills. mostly in the center, but tonight it's settled in under my right shoulder blade. i am afraid this pain is going to return.
i am calling the doctor tomorrow. i don't want to, but i will.
the first "attack" was friday night. i had a backache, but just ignored it and when to bed. paul got home from work around 4 a.m. and i was in SO much pain. he gave me some medicine and rubbed my back and i went back to sleep. i woke up feeling crappy and my sore back lingered all day saturday. i pass it off on getting old...
saturday night, we sit down to watch "casino royale." sorry bridge, but this is NOT a good james bond movie!!! daniel craig is a FAB bond, FAB, but this movie....eh. not so fab. i can't wait to see more of him in a different bond movie. anyway, i digress. i couldn't really get comfy for the whole movie, and about halfway through the movie, my stomach starts hurting like hell, right? and i think it's heartburn. only it's bad. so i drink some maalox, right? well that didn't even touch it, even though i drank enough maalox to plug up a cow with e coli. or something like that.
anyway. sick.
the pain gets worse and worse until it's so bad i am crying. paul asks me where it hurts (he had surgery for kidney stones last fall) and i tell him and he says he thinks i have kidney stones. the last time i felt pain like this ... i was in labor! i thought i was going to die. he asks me what he can do and i tell him to make it stop. of course, he says he can't...and i start to laugh. i say to him, "now you know what i felt like! watching you roll around in so much pain!" he agreed he felt helpless. he had some prescription painkillers left from his surgery, so he gave me one and i zonked out within 10 minutes. he said we could go to the emergency room if i wanted to, but i didn't. first of all, i don't want to pay that emergency room copay and second i don't like hospitals.
so i wake up this morning feeling all blah. BLAH. my back kills. mostly in the center, but tonight it's settled in under my right shoulder blade. i am afraid this pain is going to return.
i am calling the doctor tomorrow. i don't want to, but i will.
eloquently composed by jess at 9:14 PM
9 Comments:
You write a post like that and someone leaves a comment about blogrolling?? WTF??
HOLY SHIT WOMAN - you get to the emergency room or something!! What if your appendix was bursting???? That is nothing to mess around with - you could, um - let's see.. like - uh - DIE!!!
Nice blog you ladies have. Hope you're not writing in agony or laying somewhere on a floor. Dear GAWD.
Get thee to an ER, sayeth I.
Seriously. Go. Now!
That is, unless this was an April Fools joke. It was written on 4/1
Hmmm...
Not an april fool's joke. And Tyler's an old acquaintance, so it's cool. We've been reunited via the web!!
We have a third possibility..an ulcer.
I'm having an ultrasound on Thursday!!
maybe i'll get to swallow a little camera before this is all said and done, too. yahoo!
Jess, this sounds exactly like when I had gallstones. I will be not shocked at ALL if it is.
It is a very bad, labor pain that doesn't go away no matter what position you lie in. You can't get comfortable. It is like a band that extends all around your stomach and back and it is extrememly tender in the upper right quadrant right under your ribcage.
My money is on that rather than kidney stones. OUCHIE.
AVOID HIGH FAT FOOD!!!! It triggers attacks!
Of course I have pain like that when my diverticulitis is out of control also.
Okay - Faith is getting out of control on here.
Why are you messing around with bacon if you're supposed to be staying away from fatty food?
I left you a response on my blog.. a challenge, if you will.
Swallow a camera?!?
*shudders*
just throwing this in from personal experience.... how much caffeine do you injest during a day???? if you spend thousands of dollars and they can't find anything else, consider it....
oh, and feel better! soon!
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