I wasn't so much scared to have to spend the whole day in the Emergency Room as I was curious. I knew there was something wrong with my insides, it was just a question of how wrong. It was not a day completely wasted in the ER. It was not a wasted CAT scan. Not a wasted ultrasound. Probably a wasted pelvic exam and many wasted hours waiting in between nurses visits and doctor's prodding. But in the end I did discover that I have a blood-filled cyst the size of a plum hanging out in my right ovary. A strange diagnosis for a whole bunch of unpleasant GI symptoms, but I'll take it. I wish they would have gone ahead and removed it right then... instead just watching and waiting and praying the pain isn't going to come back. In the mean time, I do have some strong pain killers... Hopefully the thing doesn't explode and destroy the entire right side of my reproductive system.
Bodies are strange things.
Today Iris told me that the shoes she was wearing at the time know everything and they tell her what to do. I asked what they were telling her and she said they told her it was time to eat supper. Smart shoes.
Really, the most inconvenient thing about my getting sick and spending a whole day in the hospital and the rest of the week in recovery is that I am now 2 weeks behind in my couponing. I haven't clipped a single coupon in 2 weeks. This is so like me. I get started with something and I'm totally into it, obsess about it for a short while, then I fizzle out. I guess I'm pretty manic with my interests. I'm either all in or completely out. No middle ground.
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