Saturday, January 24, 2009

GLADDY THE MOST ASKED ABOUT BLADDY

WHO KNEW A GALLBLADDER HAD REAL USE.... BESIDES GRANDPA J. WELL ITS A HARD LESSON THAT I JUST LEARNED THAT APPARENTLY EVERYONE IS WONDERING ABOUT... SO HERE'S THE STORY. NEEDLESS TO SAY I HAVE HAD ISSSUES MY WHOLE LIFE WITH ONLY SNEAK PEAKS HERE AND THERE. THE FIRST TIME I EVER WENT TO THE E.R. WAS ABOUT 3 YEARS AGO IN PROVO UT. IT WAS ABOUT 10:00 AT NIGHT WHEN I HAD TREMENDOUS PAINS IN MY STOMACH THAT WERE SHOOTING UP INTO MY RIBS. I CURLED INTO A BALL ON THE FLOOR IN WRITHING PAIN AS I WONDERED IF I WAS DYING ;) (I'M KINDA DRAMATIC SOMETIME) WHICH IS PROBABLY WHY PEOPLE NEVER REALLY THOUGHT ANYTHING WAS WRONG WITH ME. MY GUY FRIENDS THAT LIVED ACROSS THE WAY FINALLY CAME OVER TO SEE IF I WAS OK. THEY THEN DECIDED THAT I NEEDED TO GO TO THE E.R. THEY CARRIED ME IN CUZ I COULDN'T WALK AND I PROCEEDED TO WAIT ABOUT 3 HOURS.. THEY FINALLY SENT ME HOME 3 HOURS LATER WITH THE DIAGNOSIS THAT I JUST HAD"BAD GAS". YOU COULD IMAGINE HOW EMBARASSING THIS WAS FOR ME TO BE TOLD IN FRONT OF CUTE BOYS FROM MY SINGLES WARD. OVER THE NEXT 3 YEARS MY GAS ISSUES GOT WORSE I THOUGHT IT WAS A BIT ABNORMAL BUT DIDN'T REALLY QUESTION ANYTHING. MY FAMILY MADE FUN OF ME. I DON'T BLAME THEM THEY EVEN GAVE ME GAS X FOR CHRISTMAS. IT WASN'T THEY'RE FAULT THEY DIDN'T KNOW I WAS "SICK" ;) LOL ANYWAYS ABOUT FOUR WEEKS AGO THINGS STARTED GETTING REALLY BAD I COULDN'T EAT PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING WITHOUT GETTING SICK OR THROWING UP. I THEN THOUGHT THAT I WAS LACTOSE INTOLERANT WHICH WAS PRETTY MUCH AND UNDERSTATEMENT AT THE TIME... SO I JUST KINDA STOPPED EATING THINGS THAT I THOUGHT WERE MAKING ME SICK. THEN ONE DAY AT WORK I WAS KINDA HUNGRY . I BOUGHT GREASY FRENCH FRIES FROM CARL'S JR. I HAD ABOUT 4 FRIES BEFORE I WAS ON THE GROUND YET AGAIN WRITHING IN PAIN. JUST IN TIME MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR ( JAMIE LEE HARRELL-CURRENT BOYFRIEND) SHOWED UP TO BRING ME MY DINNER. HE THEN DROVE ME TO THE CASSIA COUNTY EMERGENCY ROOM WHERE THEY ADMITTED ME AND SEDATED MY PAIN. LIFE WAS GOOD AGAIN. THEY RAN BLOOD WORK AND ULTRASOUNDS AND DETERMINED NOTHING LOOKED BAD BUT TO COME BACK ON A WEEKDAY TO GET A HEIDASCAN.(IS THAT WHAT IT'S CALLED?)THEY HAD CONCERN THAT IT WAS A PROBLEM WITH MY GALLBLADDER AND A TOUCH OF PANCREATITIS. THE DOC SENT ME HOME TELLING ME I COULD EAT LIQUIDS UNTIL I COULD GET THOSE TESTS RUN. I THEN WENT HOME STILL FEELING HUNGRY, WHICH IS A PROBLEM SINCE I'VE HAD SINCE I WAS LITTLE THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME KNOW THIS. SO WE BOUGHT SOME SOUP. I ATE ABOUT HALF OF MY SOUP AND WAITED ABOUT AN HOUR BEFORE I WAS IN EXCRUTIATING PAIN AGAIN. I WENT BACK TO THE E.R. WHERE THEY FINALLY DECIDED I WAS IN BAD ENOUGH SHAPE TO ADMIT ME TO THE ICU. ANYWAY TO MAKE AND EVEN LONGER STORY SHORT, THEY RAN THE TESTS AND IT TURNED OUT THE DOC WAS RIGHT I HAD GALLBLADDER DISEASE AND IT NEEDED TO BE REMOVED. THEY SET THE SURGERY FOR 4 DAYS LATER, PUTTTING ME ON A CLEAR LIQUID DIET UNTIL THEN. WHICH PRETTY MUCH CONSISTED OF JELLO WATER AND JUICES. I WAS NOT HAPPY AND MOM STUCK TO HER GUNS. WELL ITS BEEN A WEEK AFTER THE SURGERY AND I AM FEELING BETTER THAN EVER AND A LOT LESS GASSY. :) THINGS ARE GOOD AND LIFE IS GREAT!



NEVER THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD HAPPEN SO SOON

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