I have not been blogging. because I have been sick.
I did not know I was sick, just that I was tired, gaseous and nauseous. For the past six months I've had a lot of back pain which I thought was due to the soft tissue injuries I sufferd in my car accident last year. I went back to my physical therapist and we've been working on it. For the past six weeks or so the nausea and the fatigue got worse and worse. I went to my family doctor who made a list of things that could be wrong. At the top of the list was gallstones, as I possess all three risk factors for them: I'm about forty (39 and holding, thank you very much), I'm still overweight (and haven't been able to lose any weight much of this year either, another reason I went back to the doctor) and I'm fatigued. Well, there you go. We scheduled an ultrasound on the 16th, which was a very painful experience, and last Wednesday I found out that I have three round little buggers sitting in my gallbladder as we speak.So, gallstones. I have to have surgery, what's known as a laparoscopic cholecystectomy. I will most likely be out of work about a week or so which shouldn't be too bad. I'm glad to know what's wrong. Since the diagnosis I've felt even more pain, if that's possible. I don't know if that's psychosomatic or just what's been there that I've been trying to repress and not deal with, that I am now no longer able to pretend is not there, but it hurts. Waaah.
The major difference in my life this semester is that despite being back into crunch time, with schoolwork and work work and my hair on fire, which normally makes me happy as a clam, I've felt increasingly tired and unable to keep up, like I've been a quart low. Despite the fact that things have been going great at work and in fact are getting down right exciting, I felt like I couldn't think and couldn't function half the time. I didn't want to think I was suddenly feeling old, for Christ's sake. At least now, I know what's wrong. I want them out of me now so I can get back to making myself fit and living my life. Dammit. But right now I'm just so tired.


