Warning: If you can stand any mention of needles or vomiting I recommend that you do not read this post...You have been warned!
For those of you who know...and probably most of you who don't. I am all right now (well as all right as I can be pumped full of drugs), and No, I am not pregnant. Wednesday morning I got to take a ride in an ambulance from the office to Baylor SouthWest. It all started with sudden on-set vomiting and horrific stomache pains. I was able to make it to the trash in my office...I called hubby to pick me, I knew that I would not have the strength or energy to drive myself home. Funny enough, I threw up the rest of what was not in my stomach while finishing up my phone call with him...I believe the conversation went something like this "Honey, I need you to... (hurl/vomit)...pick me up...(hurl/vomit)." I don't remember hanging up. Some very nice coworkers of mine got me cold compresses and were courageous enough to hold my hair back as I threw up some more into the trash can. My co-workers called my hubby and he told them to call the 911...I totally missed all of this...although I do remember my co-workers questiong what the protocal is for something like this considering we work in a secure facility. I think cooler heads prevailed as the EMT's were allowed to pick me up from the floor and carry me to the guerney. They gave me some wonderful anti-nausea meds through my IV, but my stomach was still in severe pain. We got to the hospital and they ran some tests, more tests, and even more tests. I know I'm not preggo...They did X-Rays. They did a CT Scan, which by the way, the contrast they made me drink almost had me vomiting, again. And they did an Ultrasound...no kidney problems, my liver is in the peak of health, my appendix can stay inside my body longer, and my gall bladder is in tip-top shape...apparently I'm ready for a marathon...except for the whole vomiting and stomache pain. The diagnosis: officially it is a Bacterial GI Infection (due to my white counts being almost double what a healthy person should be)...but they were ready to give me the diagnosis of: Food Poisoning (due to the sudden onset). Well, now that we know the diagnosis, it makes all the hysterics and the drama seem ridiculous, eh?
