Yesterday was swamped.
My day started with several phone calls to specialists. Of course, it being Friday, they weren't exactly in the clinic, or at least not for long. I left messages and did not expect to hear back from the nurses.
I was pleasantly surprised to have several messages on my phone once I got out of all of my already-booked appointments.
Basically - the medication that no longer works is a big deal and a big problem that we need to address very quickly.
Anyways.
So calls were made and messages left.
Next was the dentist.
First I update the hygienist on new allergies, new or removed medications, new diagnoses, and answer any major questions. Then - because it was a new lady who I had never had - I had to explain a bit about the issues I have with my teeth (primarily my gums). She was fantastic and gentle, but it was also obvious that the nine hours of vomiting helped to inflame my gums further.
Great.
I find out as well that insurance won't cover this appointment. Oh well. Deal with it later.
Then it's a trip over to the new hospital. I stop by my surgeon's clinic, and since she wasn't working there yesterday, I simply left a letter with her nurse explaining the new concerns that came up Thursday night.
Done.
Now downstairs to Diagnostic Imaging.
Technically my actual MR enterography was not scheduled until 2:30, but I had to drink a certain amount of water beforehand, so my call time was 1pm.
Even that was complicated.
1. The medication I was supposed to drink is one that I have reacted to in the past. So they had to just give me water instead.
2. They had to give me contrast and an anti-spasmodic (which was new) for the test. I have vomited with contrast before, and since my body is already in bitch-mode, we had to slow down the flow-rate and be very careful.
3. The nurse REALLY wanted to try putting an IV line in the veins in my hands. Though after a specific death glare, that I am sure looked pretty homicidal, she changed her mind. Thank goodness.
4. This MR enterography (which I have never had - yay a new test!) is best done when the patient (me) is face down. So I had to lie down on my stomach, hands by my side, and strapped in so that I could not move. At all. I even made a joke about looking like I needed to go the psych ward. Twice this week I've been strapped down. Maybe they are trying to tell me something.
Overall this was absolutely fine. All I had to do was breathe in certain ways and keep still for about 40 minutes. The only times it became uncomfortable were when my neck started hurting (from facing one direction), and when my nose became itchy.
Do you know how hard it is to stay calm and breathing in a proper rhythmic manner when your nose itches and you can't reach it?!?
The test finishes, they get all of the pictures that they need, and then I get home and fall asleep watching Julie and Julia. After a much needed meal (since I hadn't been able to eat or drink anything after midnight until the water for the MR enterography), I even had ice cream and then fell asleep early, and hard.
This week.
I tell ya.
I could sleep for a month now.