I didn't intend for more than a week to go by between updates, but life got away from me a bit.
Because I have pictures to show you from Lucy's tubes and an unrelated story to tell, I thought I would put them up together.
Mike and I celebrated Father's Day with my parents the Saturday before (which would be a week ago today). My contribution to the dinner was a couple loaves of "real" bread. And by real, I mean FULL of gluten.
I ate two pieces.
This is Lucy in the waiting room of the hospital before her tubes were put in.It turns out, the consumption of two pieces of bread? Was a REALLY bad idea.
Now, I have been cheating on my diet and have been ok. I have been able, in the past, to have a piece of bread or a cookie that has wheat in it without major repercussions. I might have a stomach ache or some other effects, but it was not terribly severe.
Until this time.
On Sunday, I woke up and I felt AWFUL. Worse than I have ever felt. My stomach was upset, my head hurt, I was weak and tired. It was no good.
Now, I have been cheating on my diet and have been ok. I have been able, in the past, to have a piece of bread or a cookie that has wheat in it without major repercussions. I might have a stomach ache or some other effects, but it was not terribly severe.
Until this time.
On Sunday, I woke up and I felt AWFUL. Worse than I have ever felt. My stomach was upset, my head hurt, I was weak and tired. It was no good.
She liked to play in the hospital crib and pretend she was taking a nap.I spent the majority of the day Sunday feeling that way. While we were at Mike's parent's house, I started to have other effects from the wheat. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom. In fact, I started to loose count of how many times I had been to the bathroom.
I finally had Mike bring me home from his parent's house so that I could get some sleep and poo in the privacy of my own house.
More crib. And Monkey, who is her bestest friend.After my nap, I felt much better and thought the worst was behind me.
I felt great Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.
After the tubes were put in. She was MAD. Tylenol helped.On Thursday, I woke up and had terrible stomach pain. I made it through most of the day, but when I got home from playing at Courtney's house, I couldn't take it any more. I called my doctor and he recommended I go to the hospital.
I had my mom and dad come over to watch the girls while we were gone and Mike came home from work to take me to the emergency room.
We arrived in the emergency room at 3 pm. I was taken into triage at 4 pm. I was finally seen by a nurse at 10:45 pm. The doctor came in to see me at 11 pm. By then, I had been in near constant pain since 7:30 am. I was beyond done.
They gave me some fluids by IV and then hooked me up with some Fenergan. That helped make me nice and relaxed and I didn't really care that it didn't make my stomach stop hurting, I went to sleep anyways. I had to drink some juice to prep for an abdominal CT scan, so I would wake up, drink a cupful of juice and then go back to sleep for 20 minutes, wake up and repeat the process.
After a while, the Fenergan started to wear off and I was REALLY hurting. That's when they brought me the really good stuff. I got Morphine. And WOW! That really helped.
The morphine helped relieve the pain I was having and I went right to sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I was feeling much better, but was concerned that eating would bring the pain back again. (I think that drinking the prep juice is what caused me to have the morphine-worthy pain) They brought me up to the observation ward and gave me some breakfast. The morphine continued to wear off and I was still feeling good and so I talked them into letting me go home.
The moral of the story: if you have Celiac disease, don't eat wheat just because you haven't had a problem with it in the past.
I had my mom and dad come over to watch the girls while we were gone and Mike came home from work to take me to the emergency room.
We arrived in the emergency room at 3 pm. I was taken into triage at 4 pm. I was finally seen by a nurse at 10:45 pm. The doctor came in to see me at 11 pm. By then, I had been in near constant pain since 7:30 am. I was beyond done.
They gave me some fluids by IV and then hooked me up with some Fenergan. That helped make me nice and relaxed and I didn't really care that it didn't make my stomach stop hurting, I went to sleep anyways. I had to drink some juice to prep for an abdominal CT scan, so I would wake up, drink a cupful of juice and then go back to sleep for 20 minutes, wake up and repeat the process.
After a while, the Fenergan started to wear off and I was REALLY hurting. That's when they brought me the really good stuff. I got Morphine. And WOW! That really helped.
The morphine helped relieve the pain I was having and I went right to sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I was feeling much better, but was concerned that eating would bring the pain back again. (I think that drinking the prep juice is what caused me to have the morphine-worthy pain) They brought me up to the observation ward and gave me some breakfast. The morphine continued to wear off and I was still feeling good and so I talked them into letting me go home.
The moral of the story: if you have Celiac disease, don't eat wheat just because you haven't had a problem with it in the past.
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