Sick, Sick, Sick.... And Sick Of It.

It all started on March 26th.

A slight cramp on my right side.

Period pains, I thought.

March 29th and 30th - 

I stayed curled in a ball crying.

March 31st -

Arived at the hospital.

After 6 tries, I have an IV.

Drugged.

Drank dye.

Had dye shot in my IV.

Drugged again.

4 hours later, just as I drifted to sleep,

the doctor came in.

"We can't find anything wrong.

We are going to send you home.

Come back if it gets worse."

They give me a shot and wheel me into the waiting room.

March 31st and April 1st -

Pain is still there.

I eat a few spoons of white rice.

Can't keep it down.

Try dry toast.

Ahhhh! It stays down.

Spoke too soon. Oops.

April 2nd and 3rd -

Little Man has baseball games.

I have never missed a game

except when I had H1N1.

I go.

Drugged.

Pain pills were my BFF.

Make plans for Monkey to stay with SIL.

April 4th -

Back to hospital.

Differant one.

More tests.

X-Rays.

2nd CT Scan.

More pain meds.

2 types of ultrasound.

Doctor comes in.

"We found the problem.

We don't know how they missed it.

Your completley full."

FULL OF SHIT.

"You have a kink in your colon."

"We can treat this."

"You will need to drink this stuff."

"You have a desision to make."

"Surgery and a poop bag for 6 months,

or laxatives for the rest of your life."

Guess what I picked.

I'll give you a clue........

I'm NEVER going to have a poop bag!

So, folks, as we all knew,

Just Jen is full of shit!

And now, I have a cold.