I woke up this morning with almost no pain. I am happy about that, but I still had to go get the CT scan. If I skipped it and things got worse again, I would be in big trouble.
I went in for my CT scan. I had to drink 1 cup of this yucky fluid every 10 minutes 5 times. All I could think of when drinking it, was that it was the consistency of thin dog saliva. I had to put the straw in the back of my mouth to try and bypass the gnarly taste and texture. Who is the quality control on this? Can you infuse it with something pleasant?
I went in to lay on the machine. There was a male and female nurse. The female asked me to pull my pants down a little to make sure they were out of the shot. She was very careful to make sure I felt ok doing this in front of the man.
She held up a blanket so “no one can see”. She was very much concerned with me feeling covered. I really don’t give a hoot. With the amount of times I have mooned people, really not a concern. I was appreciative of her thoughtfulness of me feeling comfortable. Everyone has a butt.
The scan is easy. I actually enjoy the warmth of the dye. I told the nurses that I want to keep the IV in and go home with a dye drip so I could have the warm sensation continuously. To me, it feels cozy like a nice warm blanket. Apparently that is not the popular opinion. Or anyone’s opinion but mine. They looked at me like I was crazy! They let me know that NO ONE says that. Ha ha. Well at least I will be memorable.
Thankfully any “fart” that I may have had, is facing the correct direction. But ladies don’t fart. They have love puffs.
The verdict was a Divriticulitis flare up. But it came with a bonus finding of not one, but two adrenal adenomas. Adenoma is a fancy way of saying non-cancerous tumor. It doesn’t seem to be affecting anything so if it’s not broke…don’t fix it. No worries there. Incidental finding. Now I can use that Trivia for an ice breaker game that I am made to participate in.
It could come in handy.
No one: “did you forget your appointment today?”
Me: “I have two tumors in my stomach”
I will put that in my back pocket for when it is needed.
I am glad I have some answers. Apparently the pain was radiating across my abdomen with deep talons squeezing into my guts. It felt like I had eaten 100 razor blades and they were passing through my guts.
I will continue my bland diet. I am glad it happened this week and not next week when I am traveling. I am on my special bland diet for the next several weeks. I am going to choose think of it as a diet plan for our trip to St. Lucia in April.
The evening was full of the dogs being dogs.
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