I’ve gotten a little behind in my blogging lately.  No it isn’t because I’m in love.  It’s because a few nights ago I woke up out of a sound sleep with intense, and I mean INTENSE!!!!! pain in my lower chest.  Wow.  I went down stairs and sat down, figuring it was probably gas, but I was shaking so bad that my body made noise.  The pressure made a heart attack a possibility.

 So I woke up David at 2 a.m. and we went in to the emergency room at the Cook Hospital.  Now the last time that I, myself, was in the hospital, David was born.  (Of course I’ve been in for different things, as an out patient.)

 On the ride in, I kept hoping that it would pass and I wouldn’t have to go into the emergency room.  Yish!  But it didn’t and I did.  After two gazillion tests and fifty people trying to get an I.V. into my veins, they decided that I wasn’t having a heart attack (which was good), but maybe it was my gall bladder (not so hot).  I stayed over night….then another night.  The ultrasound they ran showed gall stones.  Cool.  Not!  My liver enzymes were not so hot either.

But because the pain had pretty much gone away, they let me go home.  I get to go back in tomorrow to get another battery of tests.  Hopefully my liver is better and I won’t have to have a CT scan (painful because they can’t get a needle into my veins) or surgery.  I’ve got all my body parts I came with and really would like to keep it that way!

 I’ve been eating very low fat meals, babying my gall bladder as much as I can, hoping to stay away from surgeons….even though they are real nice people.  Wish me luck tomorrow!