I knew something was going on last night but I figured it was a small get together with friends. Andy had mentioned cake when we went out on Friday but I know Meg well enough to know that she would be planning on some sort of cake for my birthday because she is one of my best friends. Anyway, we went to Towne which is a pool hall and when I walked in, there were my friends, standing in the little lounge, with birthday balloons and cake, shouting happy birthday for me. To say I was taken by surprise would be a mixture of fact and fiction. I could not believe they were there for me, and that they all pulled it off. Even Alison was there, after making the long trek from RI to CT the previous day, she returned, just for me and I could not be happier. I got to laugh a lot, eat some food which was yummy, AND I even played pool....was really awful at pool but I played none the less. Thank you to those of you who read this and came last night, it meant a lot. And to all those who wanted to come but couldn't, you were there in spirit.
I thought I was going in for an ultrasound today because my primary doctor told my dad that. When my dad tried calling this morning to get some more information, they told him that there was no ultrasound scheduled and it was just an appointment with the doctor. This is the first appointment that I was by myself with the doctors, I must have screwed up the forms when they asked me to fill them out because I had no idea what I was doing. Anyway, I went which is huge, found out how much I weigh, which is in my opinion not good, and waited for the doctor.
I didn't write this right when I got home because I wanted to tell my parents about it first. Unfortunately with this blog, I keep it real which means it's kind of gross. So I apologize if this part is not good for all of you but it is what it is. I gave him all the information that I could and when he found out that I had blood work done plus a CT scan he told me he was going to check the computer to see if he can find out any information from these tests. Basically he was trying to get more information so he could assess my situation to the best of his ability. First I found out that I'm anemic which something to do with my blood counts and being significantly lower then what it should be. So that's amazing. Then we started to discuss my scans from Friday; he said that my colon was inflamed. Which means I'm the lucky winner of more tests. Specifically, a colonoscopy (spelling is completely wrong I know)! Might as well add a test that I shouldn't be doing until I am older because let's face it, I'm really somewhere in my 80's age wise. The doctor says he thinks I have either Crohn's disease or Colitis but the test would be able to better diagnose the issue.
Bad part about the additional tests is that I will not be able to take my blood thinners which come in pill form. Instead, I would have to stop those again and then go back to the shots in the stomach for a few days and then use those again after the tests along with the pills which basically means start all over again. The joy I felt when he told me that is just so indescribable because I just loved those shots as you all know. Then hopefully they will be able to fix everything so I can eat. I'm not sure how long this whole process is going to take, but I'm just hoping that we can have it all figured out soon. I'm starving like marvin for some real food. Of course I asked him about my diet and he said I should try to eat as much as I could, which meant when I told my dad we went out for food, which of course did not agree with me right away.....making me scared to eat the second half of my burger. Funny thing though is my dad said you could see the pure joy on my face when I was eating that one half.
I have to get more blood work done to see if I have to take any vitamins to supplement not really being able to eat too much stuff. This basically means another excuse to visit work :) Cause I'm a HUGE dork and really truly miss them.
OH! And for blood clot updates! I am able to walk now! Very slowly but I'm able to walk. My dad wants me to use one crutch just in case, but I am able to walk okay without it. And I can walk down the stairs which had been what I was nervous about up until today when I just did it. Techinally the doctor gave me till this Thursday for recovery, but I don't know if that's going to change now with all this other silliness starting up again. So who knows when I'm going back to work but hopefully it's soon because I am climbing walls now.
Love you all for the continue support you show with me
Jen,
ReplyDeleteWhat a great day you had yesterday! Yea!!!!!!
xo
Kate