I have a diagnosis!

May 07, 2012

And it's NOT DIVERTICULITIS!!

I finally had my endocosopy and colonoscopy on April 26, 2012 and the doctor called me on Friday and told me I don’t have Diverticuliis.  He feels I have IBS and recommended that I take a probiotic daily.  There’s a whole other regimen that goes along with that and I can research that online. There are trigger foods (for me I've discovered that I can no longer tolerate peanut butter or fresh oranges), and stress can also be a trigger.  I did get my doctor to write a prescription for something called Align which is a probiotic that’s been developed specifically by gastroenterologists for people with IBS.  It’s a little more expensive than the store brand but if it helps…. It’s literally priceless to me.  The pain that I experienced today (ate an orange, a mistake I will not make twice)… Let me tell you… I could’ve died right then and there and I would have been happy to be out of my misery.  And I’m not a depressed person!  I don’t suffer from depression.  I love life!  I love the smell of Spring and the birth of summer.  I love budding flowers and watching the waves crash against the rocks.  I love gazing at the night sky at the stars above.  I really really love life and everything in it.  I love interacting with people, as long as they are nice. J  I do have a slight sassy side to me, however. 

I went to my surgeons office today (May 3rd) because they wouldn’t give me my starting weight over the phone due to HIPAA guidelines… which I get cuz I work in an office too but I could’ve provided her with any of my personal info including what I thought my starting weight was but that wasn’t going to do it.  So anyway… Long story short I found out I not only hadn’t lost as much as I thought I did but I was still 8lbs away from the amount!  But with my optimistic attitude… the way I figure it… I’m so totally going to be able to lost that 8lbs no problem… since I can’t eat anything with this IBS. 

I think keeping this blog will motivate me to lose the rest that I need plus watch me as I go along my journey.  I work at an office that does therapy and I asked one of our therapists if she would be my therapist.  I’m there anyway.  I could schedule myself with her on one of my days on.  I think it’ll be important too to have someone to talk to especially after surgery.  She’s really super nice and I just love her so much. I've had a few bad days since last week and I really think I need to talk to someone.

So my next blog I will have dropped 8lbs.  That's my mission.  In fact I'm going to try for 20lbs because I don't want to be disappointed again.

Oh and the other thing I wanted to document.... might seem silly to others but I want to do it just for me.  Now I know what it's like being under anesthesia.  I didn't like getting the IV but I never do.  The anesthesiolgist did it herself once the nurse told her I was a tough patient to get and due to my anxiety.  She was wonderful... didn't even leave a bruise.  It hurt... but didn't bruise.  She was Polish like me.  lol!  The only thing I remember is one of the nurses or techs or whoever it was... saying to me that I was going to be fine and to just relax.  I think she could see how scared I was.  They put the mask on me and told me just to take some deep breaths.  I think I remember taking 3.  Then I woke up.  It was an hour and half later.  I didn't feel any different.  Felt like I blinked. No naseau, no dizziness... no after effects at all.  I'm happy about that. :-)

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