The big bad biopsy is behind me (I’ll post about that later), and after relinquishing lots of blood for ordered labwork from all 15 doctors, I got my first of four iron infusions and a B12 shot in my ass. My wonderfully obnoxious husband told the GI doctor that I’ve been complaining about abdominal pain and nausea. It’s worse than usual and he’s way more hyper about it than I am (aka I don’t give a shit). I was in no mood to hang around so I didn’t volunteer the information myself. Grumble grumble. After a quick exam he said, “that doesn’t sound quite right”, then I got sent to the radiology department to drink a liter of oral contrast to have an ’emergency’ CT. If I don’t glow in the dark by now, I’d be surprised.
I’ll be damned, I have a small bowel obstruction. It’s further up in the jejunum, which is weird. Strictures popped up between this CT and my last one. That’s one area the standard scope can’t reach, so who knows what’s going on there. It could be healing inflammatory damage that caused scarring and stenosis, which lead to this very uncomfortable obstruction. I really thought it was my stomach being a jerk, because I’ve had SBO’s before and this feels different. I guess where it’s located may make a difference, but it seems like it would be worse. Weird.
It is a partial obstruction, and as such, it SHOULD clear on its own if I can behave myself and stick to Peptamen and strained juices as instructed until symptoms improve. That’s cruel torture for me. Food is frickin’ awesome, and I love it. Tomorrow is an off day, then I see the spine guy on Thursday, and the Neuro dick on Friday. I’m already whipped. Beyond that, I’m just waiting on the lab results from the biopsy and the stuff my Nephrologist ordered. Good times!