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That Awkward Moment When My Stomach Decides it Rather Not Digest Things

There is never a dull moment in my life, although I would not mind one. The latest chapter in the saga of "Joan's Body Doesn't Work" my stomach symptoms did not go away like I thought they head.

As the pain and vomiting continued it was clear they had no intentions of going away so my GI ordered a gastric emptying scan. What that entailed was eating radio active eggs and then lying on an x-ray table for 2 hours (Which my joints did not appreciate) while it took pictures of my abdomen every few minutes to see how fast my stomach is digesting food.
At least I got to watch MU during the scan.
I find the fact I get a sticker for radiation exposure ironic.

A few days later my GI called with the results, apparently my stomach is not emptying fast enough. She thinks it was caused by the infection I had and will go away in 8 weeks (even less at this point since that was a few weeks ago). She prescribed a medication called erythromycin which I take about 15 minutes before meals.

For about 2 whole weeks I didn't throw up. Then on Monday morning I vomited after breakfast (which was not a good sign since I usually don't till the night. Of course that night I threw up not once but twice, throwing up all my meds (including the Periactin I take for nausea in hopes of not puking). At that point all hope was lost, I continued to dry heave. I almost went to the ER but I had a huge project due the next day so I called the on call GI at CHOP and she said not to try to retake my pills that night (not that I had any plans of trying) and to take sips of Gatorade every 15 minutes and as long as I was keeping that down I would be okay, but to take my pills one at a time in 15 minute intervals the next day. I managed to survive the night and complete my project as well as keep down all my meds in the morning but I didn't push the whole food thing.

Wednesday I saw my GI, she decided we should do an endoscopy right aster finals are over to get to the bottom of every thing. She gave me a prescription for Zofran to hold me over till than, and I haven;t thrown up since thanks to it. She was also impressed that I haven't lost any more weight, thanks to ensure and the fact I babysit for a dietitian.
New BFF

I thought my joints were doing well on Sulfazalazine but my Rheumatologist was not as impressed. I guess with how screwy my stomach has been I haven't realized how my joints are doing, There was a few different things she mentioned but we decided not to do anything until after the endoscopy because we don't want to rock the boat right before finals. She did give me a steroid paste for mouth ulcers I have been getting but I am hoping not to use it. The only one I have currently is at the way back of my moth so I am afraid I might hit my gag reflex by accident if I try to put anything on it since I can't see it.
Selfie with the Panda outside the Woods Center

I feel like all that was really established this week is my body is a extremely messed up and we are trying to figure out why still.

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