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Hello my friends, After much discussion and a few well intended threats to my personal well being, my wife convinced me to see a new GI. As I have shared before on this forum, I am kind of a stubborn pain in the ass most times when I have made my mind up. when it comes to trying to bury signs that i am in any type of discomfort, I thought that I was doing a fair job of fooling her.
It is not Always because I am just bullheaded , although that is certainly a factor, but it is because Laur is sick too. She has fibromyalgia and a few other challenges because of that awful condition. She has body aches all over and at times feels like her body is on fire. We both currently struggle with anxiety as well at this time and I do not share my pain or my superior ability to attach expletives to my thoughts and speech with her. I sort of feel like I exacerbated her condition because she got worse when I fell ill last Feb. She was so worried about me and so stressed that she had to take a leave of abscence from work and has been out since.
So as a partial strategy of keeping her stress lowered, I sometimes try to push through the pain and do something of worth for at least part of the day. There are definitely days where i feel too much pain to move much, but I will often go to try to accomplish projects -gardening, stump removal, cleaning, just about anything.
This is often a foolish endeavor as I sometimes end up in much more pain but sometimes it just feels like I have a sense of purpose, so it is worth it. Other times not so much and I curse myself for being the thickheaded ******* that i am oh so capable of.
Soooo..... Yesterday as I said I met with my new GI who had most of the records I have accumulated. He was kind, patient, and listened. I told him that I had each and every test offered up at Boston and just stopped going because of the cost of travel and lack of results.
He asked a lot of questions and checked my belly out, saw the scars from the three heating pads i have worn out this year and said a few hmmms and ahhhs.
If Risa were still here she would get a kick out this, he asked if they ever tested my gall bladdah. I said that I thought that they had and he rattled off something about a nuclear gallbladder (it involves a contrast dye and then they squeeze the gallbladder to see if half of it empties-if yes it comes out if not same old) test blah blah blah.
He apparently noticed that I had drifted away to the happy place in my head and asked if I would be willing to have the test to see how my gallbladder was functioning.
I told him that I was up for any thing short (hehe) of a lobotomy or penis reduction. He cracked a smile and we set up the test.
So If this is it and works maybe pain free days are ahead, good move right? If not maybe they see some type of adhesion or something of that sort. :::Terminator voice, "It's not a Tuma":::
OK, guys what do you think?
Hello my friends, After much discussion and a few well intended threats to my personal well being, my wife convinced me to see a new GI. As I have shared before on this forum, I am kind of a stubborn pain in the ass most times when I have made my mind up. when it comes to trying to bury signs that i am in any type of discomfort, I thought that I was doing a fair job of fooling her.
It is not Always because I am just bullheaded , although that is certainly a factor, but it is because Laur is sick too. She has fibromyalgia and a few other challenges because of that awful condition. She has body aches all over and at times feels like her body is on fire. We both currently struggle with anxiety as well at this time and I do not share my pain or my superior ability to attach expletives to my thoughts and speech with her. I sort of feel like I exacerbated her condition because she got worse when I fell ill last Feb. She was so worried about me and so stressed that she had to take a leave of abscence from work and has been out since.
So as a partial strategy of keeping her stress lowered, I sometimes try to push through the pain and do something of worth for at least part of the day. There are definitely days where i feel too much pain to move much, but I will often go to try to accomplish projects -gardening, stump removal, cleaning, just about anything.
This is often a foolish endeavor as I sometimes end up in much more pain but sometimes it just feels like I have a sense of purpose, so it is worth it. Other times not so much and I curse myself for being the thickheaded ******* that i am oh so capable of.
Soooo..... Yesterday as I said I met with my new GI who had most of the records I have accumulated. He was kind, patient, and listened. I told him that I had each and every test offered up at Boston and just stopped going because of the cost of travel and lack of results.
He asked a lot of questions and checked my belly out, saw the scars from the three heating pads i have worn out this year and said a few hmmms and ahhhs.
If Risa were still here she would get a kick out this, he asked if they ever tested my gall bladdah. I said that I thought that they had and he rattled off something about a nuclear gallbladder (it involves a contrast dye and then they squeeze the gallbladder to see if half of it empties-if yes it comes out if not same old) test blah blah blah.
He apparently noticed that I had drifted away to the happy place in my head and asked if I would be willing to have the test to see how my gallbladder was functioning.
I told him that I was up for any thing short (hehe) of a lobotomy or penis reduction. He cracked a smile and we set up the test.
So If this is it and works maybe pain free days are ahead, good move right? If not maybe they see some type of adhesion or something of that sort. :::Terminator voice, "It's not a Tuma":::
OK, guys what do you think?