So the past 48 hours of my life have been quite intense. Susan so kindly blogged for me last night to keep you updated. Let me give you the whole story. I woke up Wednesday with the most horrible stomach pain I've ever had in my life. Being the stubborn person that I am, I didn't do anything about it for most of the day. After spending the day getting sick and still in pain, I thought it would be a good idea to call a friend. The decision was quickly made that I needed to get to a Hospital. We rushed to NYU Medical Center and was wisked away to the ER. Upon first evaluation the doctors were fairly confident I had appendicitis.
Before I continue on with the diagnosis, I must speak about the freak show that was an NYC ER. Crazy train doesn't even begin to describe the vehicle that most of these people were on. I have a young girl in the bed next to me with serious liver issues refusing care because her 'belly button ring hurts", a man on the other side of the curtain scream for "ointment for his rectal sore" (people, I kid you not. I couldn't make this up) all while it was so packed, people were being placed in the hall way. Freak Show! I however feel very protected by my entourage of people that came to support me.
Back to the diagnosis. I was given morphine (enjoyable I must say) for the pain and had to drink an awful "cocktail" for my cat scan. Results show no appendicitis but now the search was on for the cause of the high fever and pain. Not wanting to miss anything I went through all sorts of tests, some I've experienced before, some I have not. I was admitted to stay over night for observation to be on the safe side. This is were the enjoyable part started for me. Although still in lots of pain, I was now under the care of the Hottest male nurse ever! I looked at is as my reward for being put through the crap that I had just been through. Nurse hottie, took very good care of me and we discovered we had a lot in common. I was so sad when his shift ended :( I was released from the hospital late this afternoon with the final diagnosis of Mesenteric Lymphadenitis, which is a fancy way of saying the lymph nodes in my belly were very inflamed by a virus causing me lots of pain.
A special thank you to all the people that took care of me. I'm stubborn and hate to ask for help, but felt so very blessed to have so many people willing to take care of me every step of the way. It truly means more to me than you will ever know and I know you made it a little easier on my family knowing I had support here.
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