Pain comes in Fours?

31 July 2010

So my body took me on an adventure this week.  An adventure partially taken in Fours.

I spent four days in a lot of pain.  Four days not able to work.  (Okay, one of those was my day off, but I had a work potluck to go to that day.)  On that fourth day, I went to a doctor.  And ended up in the ER.

I spent four days in the hospital.  (Something you may or may not have noticed on my twitter or facebook updates.)  I had four pelvic exams in one day.  Yes, FOUR.  And well, that’s sort of where the four theme stops.

After an extremely painful internal ultrasound — where they stick an imaging wand up your ladybits and look around — they found a small, two centimeter abscess near my left ovary.  And then they continued to poke at it.  Both with the wand, repeatedly, and then with their hands from the outside.

I was admitted from the ER late Tuesday night.  Had two roommates, the last waaaaaaay crazier than the first.  (She seriously said, in reference to herself, “there’s a difference between a crackhead and a junkie” — she just called herself a junkie.)  My mom came up from Indiana and stayed with me.  My Lovely roommate (my REAL roommate) visited and brought supplies from home.  And The Bartender swung by a few times, and even ran to the apartment to get stuff for me too.

I’m home now, as is my mom.  Still in pain.  Kinda regretting not asking for vicodine at home.  (Which: Vicodine dreams?  Yeah.  WEIRD.)  I go back in two weeks to find out if my antibiotics have worked or if I need surgery.  We’ll find out on Monday how I do at work.

Anyway.  So yeah.  I guess I owe my uterus an apology.

  • Meg

    yikes! That’s awful. I hope the antibiotics work… goodluck!
    .-= Meg´s last blog ..Highs and Lows =-.

    • Erini

      thanks!

  • *hugs* i really hope the antibiotics do their thing so you don’t have to undergo surgery. sending as many positive vibes as i can muster
    .-= michelle´s last blog ..if you hadnt noticed =-.

    • Erini

      thanks lady! while I wish this too… part of me just wants them to cut it out so it’d be over with.

  • I’m so sorry about all the yuckiness. I’ve literally had 50 of those internal ultrasounds in the past year…not really a very good time. Hope the antibiotics work!

    • Erini

      ugh. I can’t imagine going through so many of those… or all the other times you’ve been poked and prodded. I couldn’t handle it.

  • So glad you’re home and crossing my fingers that all goes well from here on out.
    .-= MinD´s last blog ..Bang- Bang- Bang =-.

  • Glad you’re ok… I saw your thingies on twitter and was worried, even if I don’t know you… Um… But yeah, ovary things are the worst. They say getting hit in the ovaries is the closest we get to a guy getting kicked in the manbits. And I’ve had that ultrasound… It’s probably worse than getting kicked in the manbits because of the humiliation involved. 🙁 *hugs from afar*

    • Erini

      Thanks Prin. The humiliation is the worse. Guys need more (medical) poking in their manbits.

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