Evagation

Monday, March 20, 2006

If it's not one thing, it's another.

Since this might be the week I get the go-ahead to remove the eye patch, my Crohn's just had to make a surprise appearance. It started on Friday, towards the end of my work day and I tried to call my doctor buy he'd left for the weekend. And "it" was yucky, Crohn's stuff. Such as blood coming out in places where there should be no blood. I spotted blood all during the weekend but didn't think much of it because there wasn't a whole lot of blood. Just enough to make me think that I should call my Doc on Monday. This morning it went from a minor problem to a big, fat, huge problem. Lots of blood. Lots of bright red, fresh blood which means that I'm bleeding internally somewhere from something that is, most likely, not good. After spending fifteen minutes on the phone, on hold, while an assistant tracked down my Doc, they came back with the plan. I either come in today or go the E.R. right now. Well. This is my new "adult" doctor, so I can forgive him for thinking that I enjoy running to the E.R. if I'm not out-right dying. He just doesn't know me that well but he will soon learn that I need to be doing more than hemorrhaging blood to make that awful trek to the E.R. Basically, I need to be comatose because, otherwise, you could not get me into the E.R. for any reason. I'm also at work, and live a good forty-five minutes away from my Doc (he's in Fresno, and I'm not) and, oh yeah, I can't drive ('cause of da patch). So, coming in today was not an option. This is where the assistant started to get a little frustrated with me. She was alarmed by how calm I was about the situation. Not realizing that I've been doing this for so long that, even though I realize it's not a good situation, I simply can't bring myself to freak out enough to warrant a trip to the E.R. I talked her into letting me come in Wednesday morning because I already have an appointment with my Retinal guy on Wednesday afternoon. Who happens to be around the corner from my Gastroenterologist. But if I start passing out, throwing up, running a fever, or basically anything else that's not just bleeding internally, then I have to go the E.R. Which means that I'll tough it out until Wednesday (even though I'm a little faint and dizzy right now... but that's okay because I can go lie down). I'm sure my Doc is going to rush me into endoscopy as soon as possible (both upper and lower), which doesn't really bother me. Probably because I'm too wiped out to be bothered, right now. All I want is a nice, long nap. Which doesn't count as passing out, right? Because I'm taking a nap. (Just as long as Devin doesn't drag my tired ass to the E.R. all will be well. I've definitely been-here, done-this before, so we'll just wait and see what happens.)

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