ER

I had an inconvenient visit to the ER today. Sad that I still spent most of the day in the hospital, just not getting paid for it, like I usually do. I had some real intense abdominal pain all night, even passed out in my bathroom. I ended up succumbing and going to the ER this morning, after all the nurses surrounding me in my life (coworker, roommate, boyfriend) and my doctor came to that conclusion. It was a different pain than anything I'd experienced or that fit any certain category. I was constantly reminded of Brian Regan's skit of the ER "say 8, say 8!" and "well, it feels like my insides want to be on the outside"... So it was just lots of testing and waiting and waiting some more. In the meantime, I learned about how I react to different kinds of narcotics, painkillers, contrast dye, IV contrast, etc. All I can say is that Dilaudid is my friend. It turns out, I had an ovarian cyst rupture, combined with the after effects of dehydration (compliments of my recent trip--see post below) that can be extremely painful, especially the first one you have. Well, lesson learned. At least there's not much I can do about it but be aware that's what it is next time. You know, it could have been worse... I am really thankful for all the concerned and attentive nurses in my life.