Greetings Friends and Passerbys,
As I write this (which would be a different time as you read it), there are a few things to take note of:
- I am writing on my new smartphone; therefore, excuse any mistakes you may find here.
- I am currently lying in a hospital bed. My surgery is tomorrow at around noon.
- I am currently in Taiwan, been here for 6 weeks, and my plans to return to the United States have been delayed from August 21st to probably August 31st.
Today has been a whirlwind of events, and I honestly have no idea how I got on this runaway train and when I will be getting off nor where.
Sometime in late July, I had a horrible case of what appeared to be (and felt like) acid reflux. My mother insisted I see her doctor, so I did. Then at that appointment, I had a blood test done because my mother loves knowing that we are all, for the most part, medically healthy.
Ah, mother’s love.
Before I go any further, I may or may not have mentioned that I haven’t been feeling well for a while. Five or so years to be exact. I was constantly exhausted and fatigued, unable to sleep, and I constantly suffered acid reflux, bloating, and constipation no matter what I tried with my diet. I tried taking magnesium and that helped a little. After a lot of research and extensive notes, I thought perhaps it had something to do with my thyroid.
I took what I recorded to the doctor. The office had me draw blood and do tests, but they told me nothing is wrong. Then I was sent home and that was that. Without a direction, I might as well be trying to mend myself in the dark with a black needle and black thread.
And duck tape only works for certain things…
Well, the test results take about a week. While we waited, the doctor opt to take a look inside my stomach. Yes, it involved a bit of numbing agent and a tube put down my throat into my stomach.
He told me that my stomach was fine. There is a little bit of irritation, but otherwise everything looked good.
I also told Bitworks that I now have official proof that my stomach wasn’t made up of disassembled Japanese world war 2 ships.
He says I bribed them for false proof. Go figure.
When the week was up, we went back for my test results and even the doctor was taken aback with the numbers.
The numbers for my liver function was off the charts nestled nicely somewhere among the stars.
I was automatically sent for a second blood test… This time for Hepatitis.
Then the doctor also scheduled me for an ultrasound to take a look at my liver.
On the day of the ultrasound, the blood tests also came back. I was negative for hepatitis A, B, and C. I also have Hepatitis B antibodies, which is awesome.
With all that ruled out, and the numbers for my liver function somewhat normal again but still elevated, he got curious and went hunting for my gallbladder.
And then the thing that I didn’t expect at all but knew there was a chance because of family history came to light:
I have gallstones of various sizes, the largest over an inch big. The next day, I returned for another doctor’s appointment with another specialist. Then in a whirlwind of about 40 minutes, I had a surgery appointment the next day, to be checked into the hospital immediately, and will be here for 3 days post-surgery if everything goes well without a hitch.
I suppose at this point it is a good thing that I am almost a vegetarian and dislike red meat with a royal passion. I also don’t like fried foods or greasy anything.
So for me to have 2 weeks of recovery time before an obscenely long flight back to Bitworks, my flight has been pushed back to end of August or the 1st of September. I am thinking August 31st, availability pending of course.
So that is the latest and greatest with me. I am working hard on not thinking about all this so I don’t suffer an anxiety attack.
Hope all of you are doing well.
Oh… Happy Ghost Month!
With much <3, Wynter.