Yes what you’ve heard is true, I’ve been in the hospital the past few days. It’s really not that big a deal so please don’t fret. You can worry, agonize and fuss, but there will simply be no fretting done. Is that clear? The situation is that I had some chest pain and since I have a pre existing heart condition my husband thought we might want to get it checked out. As a busy woman I had far more important things to do so I put it off an entire day and finally agreed to take a quick trip to the emergency room to let them run a test or two to make sure I wasn’t going to keel over and die. The doctors had other ideas and so now 3 days later I still find myself sitting in a hospital bed hooked up to machines.
The good news is we know it is not my heart. I’ve had every test known to man performed and I think this ticker could rocket us to the moon. It seems to be really strong which surprises me with all the crap its been through in my life. But hey, I won’t ask too many questions and I’ll accept the gift god has given me.
The bad news is we still don’t know what might be wrong. So this morning I have an Endoscopy scheduled. I have to be sedated which is always a bit scary because of the “anytime you go under you might not wake up” taboo. But I think it’ll be fine. They’ll look down into my stomach, duodenum and esophagus and take pictures/video to see what might be going on. I think all along I’ve felt this was more what could be ailing me. I got really sick while in LA 2 weeks ago and it was this area of my stomach that felt like it was filled with ice and nails and it hasn’t exactly healed. I’m eager to see if we find anything wrong.
After this test I’m hoping to be sent home. I miss the kids and my dog. I want to sleep in my own bed. You can’t get any sleep in the hospital, they are always poking and prodding you, all hours of the night. It’s a nightmare I tell ya. I also want my own food. I miss my morning oatmeal with all natural peanut butter. It’s my comfort food and it is good for me.
I want to say a huge THANK YOU to all of you who have come to visit me. You honestly have no idea how much it meant to me to see your faces walking through that door. You know how incredibly melodramatic I am and those moments will live with me forever. And all the Tweets, Facebook posts, private messages, emails…ugh, you guys, the feels are out of control. I love you all so so much. Being me is just so awesome sometimes!!! Thank you for being there for me when I needed you most. I will never forget it.
I’ll keep you updated tomorrow on what happens. I swear if they come back and tell me I have acid reflux or stress I’m gonna lose it. LOL. It’ll be the most expensive bum diagnosis of my life. Keep me in those prayers though that it isn’t something far worse.