Infection and Swelling of the Gallbladder and Nonalcoholic Steatophepatitis

That's not a mouth full.

So, I've been going on and on and on about all my pain and suffering. I am happy to let you know that the sharp stabbing knife like pain and nausea died down to a dull bruised like feeling and over the last few days has disappeared altogether.

I went to talk to my doctor this morning and, as the title of this post suggests, I was diagnosed with infection and swelling of the gallbladder and nonalcoholic steatophepatitis.

What that means, if I understood him correctly, is that the pain and nausea was caused by my gallbladder. No gallstones. It was just infected and swollen. If the pain returns I will have to go back for more testing for a full out gallbladder dysfunction.

While doing the blood work and ultrasound they also found that I have nonalcoholic steatophepatitis, inflammation of the liver.

They have to specify nonalcoholic because I have the same signs and symptoms of a binge drinking without the binge drinking. In fact I hardly drink at all. Mona says I get a hangover headache as soon as I start drinking. And I can never have more than one, because by the time everyone is ready to leave I'm still working on my first drink. I call it classy sipping.

Anyways, eating healthier foods and exercising will help prevent this from getting worse and killing my liver in the next 30 to 40 years. From the handout I was given they aren't really sure what causes it, but it could be a lot of different things.

So, what I have to do is:

1. Quit eating out so much

2. Eat more green things

3. Drink more water

4. Drink more coffee (thank goodness this is on the list of good things for your liver and gallbladder or I would be dead)

5. Exercise more (right now anything is more)

6. Start taking Vitamin E (per the doctor)

7. Go back to the doctor if my pain returns for more gallbladder testing

8. Give up my binge drinking ways. 

The Doctor

I hate the doctor, not the Doctor, as in Doctor Who, I love that Doctor, I wish I was talking about that Doctor, but I'm talking about a medical doctor. I hate going.

But I think I might have to break down and go see a doctor today.

I've been throwing up on and off since Wednesday and I have had a sharp stabbing pain in my right side since Friday night.

I haven't thrown up since Saturday night, but the side pain is still there.

I laid in bed all weekend, but when I got up this morning to get ready for work I was pouring sweat until  about an hour after I sat down at my desk and I still feel warm.

I have this weird thing about going to the doctor...the moment I decide I should go to the doctor all my pain seems to disappear. Like it's all in my head and I'm crazy for even thinking about going to the doctor. Until a little while later it comes back with a vengeance. And then I think about going to the doctor again and it goes away again. I think I might be crazy....maybe I should go to the doctor for that...? Naw, I'm not crazy.

I'm gonna probably give it until the end of the day and if it doesn't magical stay gone, just by thinking about the doctor, I'm gonna go.


{UPDATE: I called my doctor, who is one floor above where I work, and got in for 2:45 today}

{Update: I get up here and my pain dissappears...i feel like a fraud}

{Update: he thinks it may be gallbladder related. Getting some blood tests}

{Update: good thing I'm not afraid of needles or blood}

{Update: waiting for the results}

Sick

Mona's Sick Supplies

These pictures are from Mona...yesterday.

She keeps telling everyone that, because she heard Demi Lovato has been sick, that she caught her cold from Demi when we were at her concert on Friday.

Luna's Sick Supplies

Well guess what? This morning I woke up sick and I'm not blaming Demi for this one....Mona.

I didn't have as much time to prepare as Mona. I grabbed a box of Tissue (because the using the tissue at work is like blowing your nose with razor blades), grabbed my water bottle that was in my car, and dug up a cough drop and chap stick from my drawer the last time I was sick.

I contemplated pretending I didn't hear my alarm clock go off this morning, so I could sleep in, but I'm too dang honest. And I've had way too many sick days this year to call in for a sinus cold. So, I slept until the last possible minute, rolled out of bed, and went to work.

I think I've almost finished my first box of tissue.

Can I go back to bed now?