Thanksgiving has a new meaning...

This past weekend is a blur of needles, pain meds, drs., and nurses. On and off last week, my right side was hurting. I even asked someone what parts were there (wondering about my appendix). I went to bed Thursday night feeling okay. I woke up around 1 am with excruciating pain in my stomach. It felt like someone was ripping out my insides. Randy wanted to call 911, but I didn't want Makenna to see me taken off my an ambulance. He called my mom to stay with Makenna, and he took off to the ER in Greer.

When I got there, they took me straight back. After the dr. examined me, she gave me massive IV pain meds. I had to drink the nasty stuff to have a CT scan. Then, I went for an xray and an ultrasound. I was just happy that I wasn't hurting anymore and concerned about Makenna. My mom had to take my dad to the dr. on Friday, so Randy's dad had to come and take Makenna to school.

The ER doctor came back after the tests and said that she had good news and bad news. Good news... it wasn't my appendix. Bad news... I had an ovarian cyst, a gallstone, and an intestinal intrusion. Wow! Now that is some bad news. She immediately filled out the paperwork to have me admitted. God was so good to me. When I got up to the 2nd floor, my nurse was a friend from high school. She was training a new nurse, and they were both awesome.

The hardest thing was that I was so thirsty. They wouldn't even let me have ice chips. Friday was spent with more meds, bloodwork, etc. Randy got Makenna out of school early and seeing her was the delight of my day. She crawled up in bed with me and said that she was going to be my nurse.

By Friday night, I finally convinced them to let me have some ice chips. The night was rough because they hadn't let me have my bladder medicine. That on top of the massive IVs, I was up all night going to the bathroom. My mom stayed with me because Randy had been up with me in the ER all night. Martha and Jimmy Raines (some of the best friends in the entire world) allowed Makenna to stay with their daughter, Elana, on Friday night. According to Makenna, she had "so much fun that she forgot about me being sick". That was oddly exactly what I wanted to hear.

On Saturday morning, Randy came back, and the nurse told me that I had to have another abdominal xray. The dr. came in about an hour later with great news. He said that the intrusion had totally fixed itself. I KNOW God fixed it! Why He chose to heal me I don't know. I definitely didn't deserve it. I really wanted to believe that I was going to be okay, but underneath, I really thought I was going to die. It felt like someone was ripping out my insides. I'm praising Him that I no longer feel that way and didn't have to have surgery.

The dr. told me that I would have been in emergency surgery if it hadn't been better. He asked me if I wanted to go home and eat. Even though I felt horrible, I had a huge smile on my face. He told me that I would feel like a truck ran over me for 3 or 4 days. Believe me, he was right. Today is the first day I've done anything except lay in bed or on the couch.

It kills me to ever be out of school, but being out tomorrow is really sad to me. It's our Mini Relay for Life. Thanks to everyone for the calls and prayers. When I was feeling horrible, Randy would tell me that someone called and I would feel better. Keep praying. I have to go back tomorrow for an aptmt to see what to do next about the cyst and gallstone. I go at 11:45, so pray that these can be taken care of without surgery.