Well, it’s like 4a.m. on Friday. In horrible pain. So I’m going to update you all.

Well, there were complications today. Apparently from all the steroids they gave me to stop my allergies from turning in to bronchitis and that going into pneumonia, over 15 years, my liver is 2-3 times the size of a regular liver. No Cirrhosis, the liver itself is very healthy. However, I’m going to have to go on super monitored special diet to shrink it over the next 2 months. Then, after that we will redo the Fundoplication. They discovered this in mid procedure today 😦

So after getting stuck 6xs with a 20 Guage needle (I currently have an IV in my arm and neck), cut 4 out of the 5 incisions done, and having my organs moved around. This is the outcome. At least I have low blood pressure (90/62), low cholesterol, great thyroid, low blood sugar, low body temp. And of course I’m on clear fluids.

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So, yep, it sucks. But at least I’m getting finally taken care of.

I was diagnosed with “severe stomach problems” at 3y.o. My pediatrician told my grandmother I internalize stress. I’ve had stomach issues since birth. The past years it has really escalated. Apparently, even when I consciously don’t feel stressed, my mind and body are still stressed. Thus, acute anxiety and night terrors. I still turn green and blue. Sometimes I’ve gotten so very sick my whole body gets blotches. I used to just get sick. Then I would get sick and see stars. Then, it was stars and a feeling that my whole muscular frame was being ripped off the bone and I would collapse on the floor, crying and screaming from pain. I would get so sick if I was upset I couldn’t eat for days. I’ve hid the severity from EVERYONE so long. Until I simply couldn’t take the pain anymore and my husband found me collapsed soaking wet and naked crying and shaking on the floor. I want a healthy life ahead of me and simply couldn’t be in denial of the severity anymore. It’s horrific. 😦

I’m a fighter so now I’m taking charge of my GERD. Thank God medicine has progressed so much since my first ulcer at 13. They were operating on me today with staff and a robot. Before, it was all manual and a hit and miss game. So I feel so blessed. The pain sucks from the partial surgery. But the GERD and what it can do to me is even worse. I’m just blown away that so many people aren’t born with it, yet they develop it due to lifestyles, and yet won’t change what’s making them so sick. Talk about beyond sadistic. I just don’t get those folks. Because the pain is mindblowing.

Yeah, I can’t sleep right now because I can’t seem to hydrate and I’m in crazy pain. I might have to bite the bullet and get a demerol shot. I effing hate big needles. My pour body is black and blue from getting poked so many times this week 😦 Plus, they want to do it on my ass, the one place it doesn’t hurt, through the muscle. You just know that’s going to hurt. And this IV in my neck feels like a freaking pinched nerve in my jugular. Hmm. I’m going to see have much more pain I can take before I do that. But at least I’m keeping a positive attitude and know this is for the best, for a bright future and quality of life 🙂

Well I just took a Vicodin. Hopefully that helps. They just took my blood pressure too, 99/59 and body temp 96.5.

Please folks, if you have ANYTHING WRONG WITH YOUR DIGESTIVE TRACK…GO GET IT CHECKED OUT!!!!!

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