As the new year began, I felt like I was in a good space for the most part. I didn't have any major health issues arise, I was busy with a new semester and studying my ass off in school, but I was doing okay.
But once February came, it's as if my body knew what happened a year ago. My body just started acting out, physically, mentally, and emotionally.
- Feb 3 - one year mark since custody case final hearing, went to doctor for face swelling
- Feb 5 - almost lost it in church when I remembered it was the last time she went a year ago
- Feb 10 - five months since miscarriage
- Feb 12 - wake up sad, remember a year ago I had to give her back
- Feb 19 - lost it, cried like a baby about my dead baby
- Feb 21 - nausea really bad
- Feb 22 - nausea continues, pregnancy test negative
- Feb 23 - nausea continues, leave school early, sleep long time
- Feb 24 - left ovary pain begins, don't think anything of it
- Feb 25 - decide my emotions are out of whack and want to call therapist
- Feb 26 - left ovary pain worse, continues to get worse all day
- Feb 27 - head to ER at 2 am, given meds and bed rest, they can't find left ovary
- Feb 28 - dr tells me it's a ruptured cyst, "rash" getting worse
- Mar 1 - pain getting better with bed rest, but still there
- Mar 4 - find out sister is pregnant, cry my ass off
- Mar 5 - pain all over abdominal area, have appt for next day, hang tight
- Mar 6 - Dr visit, draws labs for tests, told to hang tight in case pregnant
- Mar 8 - Beta neg, given meds
- Mar 11 - still pretty much bed bound with pain meds and heating pad, waiting for test results
- Mar 12 - Dr told me to go to ER
- Mar 13 - spend 15 hours in the ER, have appointment for next day
- Mar 14 - finally told I likely had diverticulitis, meds should kick-in in a few days
- Mar 18 - go back to school for first time since 2/23, with abdominal pain slowly getting to a more manageable level I notice my back is hurting a LOT
- Mar 27 - abdominal pain is starting back up
- Mar 29 - go back to dr, decides to test my shit for apparently everything
- Mar 30 - migraine
- Mar 31 - migraine
- Apr 1 - migraine
- Apr 2 - three migraines, I felt good for 30-60 min before a new one would start back up
- Apr 3 - no migraine, thought I was getting better, drop stuff off at drs for testing
- Apr 4 - migraine
- Apr 5 - go back to dr because migraines started back up again, given meds to try
- Apr 6 - migraine
- Apr 7 - migraine
- Apr 8 - migraine
- Apr 9 - migraine in morning, tried attending night class, barely made it home before another migraine started
- Apr 10 - migraine, ER visit at 2:30 pm, discharged at 5:30 pm, back in ER at 11:30 pm vomiting and the migraine was even worse, given shots, CT, etc
- Apr 11 - come home at 5:30 am, slept for 11 hours, head tight but not as bad, back hurting really bad
- Apr 12 - trouble walking because of back pain
- Apr 13 - back pain still pretty bad, realize tonsil scratching/pain isn't popcorn kernel and may actually be a tonsil stone
- Apr 16 - call doctor because the back pain isn't getting better and now the tonsil stones
And tomorrow is April 17th. And Thursday is the last day of class. And finals are next week.
And school is like "WHO ARE YOU?" And my body is like "HELLO!?!"
Last week, after the twelve days of migraines came to an end, NYEBoy and I started talking about what my options might be for the rest of this summer for school. I really felt like I could have got back on track after the Feb/Mar medical issues, but the cluster of migraines threw me for a loop. I talked with someone on Friday at school about what I should do, and she suggested before we go the route of a medical withdrawal or anything, to talk to my professors. NYEBoy and I discussed a few options, but we basically knew I didn't really know WHAT options I truly had until I talked to my professors.
And that is what I did this afternoon. My original plan was to take Calculus, Chemistry, and Humanities in the summer, but I can't take Calculus and graduate without my two math classes I am currently in, but behind on. I wasn't sure exactly how helpful my professors were going to be, but I went with my stack of doctors notes, the class syllabus for each class, and my planner.
You know what? All my stressing out didn't really matter. The meetings with each professor went swimmingly! I will get an incomplete for the semester and I'll have until the end of July to get everything made up. Since I started getting sick at the half way point of the semester, I basically have half a semester to make up in each class. I am so grateful for understanding professors.
The downside is that I will not be able to take Chemistry and Calculus in the summer. Well, technically, I could take the Chemistry, but I've decided to push it back until the Fall. So, the plan is for me to finish the two math courses and take my online humanities class over the summer, and in the Fall I will take Chem and Cal.
Yes, this puts me back a semester, but I think my body is trying to tell me to slow down. Every time I try to get back in the groove again, my body tries to stop me. This summer I won't have to go to campus but a few times and I can give my body the rest it needs and work on my classes on a slower pace. This will also give me a lot of time to just focus on Chem and Cal in the Fall.
I haven't talked to the university yet, so I am not sure what this means as far as the program I am trying to get into, but I'm going to give them a call this week. NYEBoy seems to think it won't matter.
I guess it's a good thing I don't have family coming in for graduation next weekend since I'll now be walking next Spring! :)
I'm looking forward to getting back on track physically, emotionally, AND mentally.
Body, I'm listening to you, now let's work together.
1 comment:
Damn, you've really had a rough go of it. Hope slowing down a little helps out.
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