Stoopid Stomach & other updates

I got sick again this week. My stomach or large intestine more exactly don't like me for some reason and choose to get infected every so often. It happened last summer and I talked about it here.

It started a week and a half ago when I ended up in the ER overnight with those massive pains again.  Got some pain meds and an IV of antibiotics and I left.  Against the docs will. He wanted to keep me but I wasnt having it.  I got sick again less than a week later.  Therefore, I did a couple of days in the hospital with IV antibiotics and some not so fun test by the GI Doc.  Lets just say I'm not a virgin anymore.....anywhere. stoopid. 

So alls well. I have something or other and all will be ok as long as I take prevacid and some other drug on a daily basis. I dont care, as long as that pain never comes back again.  I'll take the meds.

Other updates:
I've hit a milestone in the weight loss. -50lbs as of today. I started with a personal trainer earlier this week and just a few more lbs to go. Its really just toning at this point. I must admit, I'm happy with the changes. My confidence (in some areas) is up and my outlook on life is 1,000% improved.  Work is good, boring but good.  Now if I could just find someone to love me, all would be well.
I think.

My shoulder is healing well.  I have full range of motion passively (when the therapist moves it) and almost a full range when moving it myself.  I've started using weights to strengthen it.  Should be throwing a ball, not hard, by December according to the doc.  He's impressed with my progress.

I got some cool pics over the last couple of weeks so I thought I'd share.  Click on any of the pics to enlarge them.
There were tons of seagulls. And I mean tons!!  Kinda scary!! lol

They remind me of the Angels in one of my favorite movies, City of Angels.  The Angels go and watch the sunrise and sunset everyday.

And this was a few days ago.  I haven't touched this photo.  Its exactly how it was taken.
On FIRE!!!

 

Cute lifeguard was frolicking in the surf.  ;)

Yes, more seagulls.  I liked these two. 

And now that I look at them....I wonder....are these seagulls??  I dunno.

Thats it.  Have a good weekend all.  I promise, pinky swear to get around to everyones blogs this weekend.  I have been a slacker.

uh oh.

I've either got the flu or I've angered the gallbladder gods again.





















Please someone kill me.

shitty fucked up luck lately

ok, Imma make this short. I got my cast off last friday. I played softball blissfully monday night. I go to work wednesday morning, pulling in ontime, 10 minutes to 8:00am. As I'm getting on elevator to go upstairs my stomach starts to hurt. hmmmm. I dont want to get personal, but I thought I had to go to the bathroom. By the time I get upstairs, I'm realizing, something is seriously wrong. Definately not right. My stomach fucking hurts. BAD. What to do, what to do. Its getting worse. Almost cant stand up straight. One of my bosses gets out of the elevator and takes one look at my face and said, "Do you need to go to the hospital?" We work in a building right in front of a hospital. I said, "ummm, omg, my stomach, omg, oh shit, YES!!!" Him, "Do you want me to call an ambulance?" Me, "NO!! Lets go." Oh shit, its bad.

I half crawled, walked over to the ER. I'm in agony, and they want to triage me. 0_o If I had a gun at that point I would have used it. On myself. Never have I felt pain like this. Not even childbirth hurt this much. If it did, that pain came and went and the end was in sight. THIS SHIT JUST KEPT RIPPING MY STOMACH APART AND IT WOULDNT STOP. I was delerious pretty soon. Begging. Swearing. Praying to a god I dont believe in. Pain is rightous. It'll make you say anything to make it go away. I'd have made a deal with the devil I dont believe in either.

I'm too tired to put all the details down. Maybe another time, but lets just say, 10mg morphine, CT w/contrast, IV antibotics, two days inpatient and they come up with eschemic (sp?) colon (across the top, down the right). I dont know. It stopped hurting so I busted out last night. No worries, I got them to sign me out. Not without them wagging fingers at me saying I needed to stay another 2 days. I could die. oh my. No, my dx will let you keep me 4 days whether I need it or not so you can milk your DRG. pfft. Just give me the script for Levaquin and I'll follow up in two weeks.

WTF???? I'm over this shit.