As It [I] Stands

What a week I’ve had, I don’t even know where to start.  I guess the only spot to start is at the beginning.

[Warning: Not for the faint of heart]

Tuesday night I started having horrible abdominal pain.  At first the pain wasn’t to bad, I attributed it to gassy stomach and took some Gas-X. It quickly became apparent that the Gas-X wasn’t helping as the pain started to escalate quickly.  At about 10:30 I took more Gas-X, a sleeping pill in hopes of sleeping thru the pain and tried to go to sleep.  The sleep didn’t last very long.

I woke up a few minutes before 1am with pain I’d [assume] similar to childbirth.  Again, took more Gas-X and settled into watch the clock, praying by the time the clock hit 1:20a the pain would be gone.  I made it to 1:02 before I couldn’t take it anymore.  I needed to do something.  Unsure what to do, I decide to wake-up my roommate Jody and get her opinion.  I climb out of bed and shuffle down the hall to Jody’s room, where I scared the crap out of Jody.  Jody litteraly leapt 2 feet into the air when I quietly said “Jody”. 

After a few minutes of us staring at each other hoping the other will know what to do, I finally decide “maybe I need to call my mom”.  Jody quickly agrees (and I think is relieved) and I pick up the phone and call my mom.  My dad answers the phone with a “good grief” annoyed response as he passed the phone onto my mom.  After talking for a few minutes, my mom tells me to call my doctors office and see what they think.  I hang up, call the doctors office and in world record speed the on-call nurse calls me back.  After about 5 minutes of talking, the nurse informs me I need to head into the ER right away.  I thank her and hang up, dreading the call back to my parents, who I’m sure were fighting over who would have to take me in to the ER.  My dad must have lost the fight, because he was the lucky one to drive me into the ER at 2am. 

Upon picking me up, my dad informs me his car needs gas.  It’s at this point that I go ballistic on him.  He was NOT to stop and get gas.  His only job was to GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL.  After dropping me off he was more than welcome to go find a gas station and fill up his car…but not before then!

We arrive at the ER and are whisked right back, apparently they had been expecting me and my potentially rupturing appendix.  Within 15 minutes of checking in, I had my lovely hospital gown on, I’d peed in a cup, got my IV started, and was given some pain medicine.  Not to long after that I was taken for an X-Ray and to get a CT-Scan.  It’s at this point where I don’t have much memory of what happened next, but apparently I had my blogging hat on and asked my daddy to take a couple of photos of me at my finest (LOL).


 I ended up being discharged with a ruptured ovarian cyst larger then a quarter and the start of a Kidney Infection.  It’s now been two days later, I’ve been back to the doctor once and am currently waiting for the doctor to call me back now (Friday night).  I’m still not feeling great, and now have a burning going up my back…fun times.  So I’ll leave you with that and hope I start to feel better soon!!

9 Responses to As It [I] Stands
  1. Megan
    March 4, 2011 | 6:56 PM

    Did they check your gallbladder? After I had my son I went through 6 months of pain likethis that would happen once a week I would usually get a stabbing in my front that went to my back between my shoulder blade area as well. I would end up at the hospital once a week for pain and nausea medicine. They started to think I was nuts and just coming in for meds after I had been to several different docs and no one could find what was wrong with me. Finally they did a ct-scan with dye I was allergic too and I did indeed have a few faint stones. They sent me in for emergency surgery after visiting the ER twice in one day. Turns out my gallbladder which should have been green was white it was so infected. bleh. lol

  2. Serene
    March 5, 2011 | 10:20 AM

    Man sweetie NO Fun!!! Hope you get to feeling better soon!! Keep us up to date!!

  3. Laura
    March 5, 2011 | 10:20 AM

    I hope you’re feeling better soon Cori!! How scary!

  4. Laurie
    March 5, 2011 | 10:21 AM

    Hope you get to feeling better soon. You should talk to Caitlyn…she can relate :)

  5. Kim
    March 5, 2011 | 10:21 AM

    YIKES! Sorry and I hope you feel better soon!

  6. Stephanie
    March 5, 2011 | 6:08 PM

    Hope you feel better soon. :( At first I was thinking
    Gallbladder as well either way I have had both issues and they are not fun to deal with.
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  7. Mama P
    March 5, 2011 | 8:57 PM

    Oh I have heard that those ovarian cysts are mighty mighty painful :(, plus being sick and having kidney pain! Sounds like you need another vacation so you can start to feel better! Which I hope you do soon, I know how crappy it is to be sick for so long!
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  8. Mama P
    March 5, 2011 | 8:58 PM

    btw I LOVE the photo xD
    Mama P recently posted..The other side

  9. sandra parsons
    March 6, 2011 | 1:06 PM

    Hi Cori, I just popped over from ” a dose of Dannie” to let you know I read your post about us Aussies. I thought it was hilarious!!
    I agree about Vegemite, nearly every one of us loves it. My eldest Grandson married an American girl, they live in California north of San Diego. I often send some Vegemite over there, we can get it in tubes. He loves it, Kelly hates it, but she does love some of our biscuits and chocolate bars, Tim Tams and Cherry Ripes! :)
    As for Root Beer- we DO have it!!! I have loved it since I was a little girl, but it is called Sarsaparilla here ( I hope I spelled it right) or Sars for short. Some people don’t like the taste, one of my children says it tastes like Mortein which is a fly spray!!! :)

    I am very sorry to hear about you having to go to hospital. As someone who has had ovarian cysts I know how painful they can be, but to have one burst must have been absolutely terrible. I hope by now you are feeling much better.
    Bye from Sandy, across the pond!