Day 8 - Free of the Hospital!

They let me out today! The nurse woke me up around 11am and told me she was there to take out my Picc Line. I was half asleep and she took it out. The second nurse came in and gave me my paperwork and took me downstairs to the car. I didn't get a chance to see the doctor before I left but she told me to follow up with him as needed.

I'm still in a great amount of pain - especially when I eat but I guess that's to be expected since he cut into the muscle that controls bile release for digestion. I wonder how long that will take to heal.

So, I'm at home, trying to get comfortable and trying to rest. It's hard because my sleeping schedule is so off from the hospital. I didn't get enough sleep because I was poked every 15 minutes. Now, I can't seem to settle down to sleep but I'm tired and really anxious for some reason.

I feel like I'm about to have a panic attack and there's no reason for it. I'm tired of being ill. I get frustrated not being able to do things with my friends because my digestive system severely handicaps me. I just hate feeling left out of everything because I'm too tired or sick to participate. It's to the point where people don't even ask me to do anything anymore. That really sucks. =(

At the moment, I'm just really lonely and bored.

Day 5 - Post Surgery

So, I had my ERCP done today. They found a sludge like material along with some gravel like material in my bile ducts. The doctor cleaned everything out and made an incision in the sphincter in my bile duct so that it will release bile for digestion easier.

The heart echo and EKG were both normal.

The doctor said that he was going to watch me overnight to see how I felt. And of course, I'm really annoyed now because I'm on pain medicine and my husband is trying to be super helpful. That's even more annoying when I'm on pain medicine. The kitchen just brought me food and he wouldn't let me eat it because I'm not supposed to have anything by mouth until tomorrow. I snuck a couple of carrots though ... and that lemon icing cake looked really tasty. =( I should have eaten it anyway, I'm starving. Now, I'm even grumpier. It's mean to put cake in front of me when I can't eat it.

My nurse is going to give me my antinausea medication and I'm going to try and sleep since there's nothing else to really do and I can't drink anything to ease the scratchiness in my throat.

But, everything's OK so far. I guess we'll wait and see if I develop inflammation of my pancreas.