I was supposed to graduate college in May.
In March I started getting weird abdominal pains in the middle of the night.
In April I got extremely anemic and couldn't focus on classes anymore. I was dragged to the ER because the abdominal pains were getting more frequent. They made me look like I was about to die.
In May I got an ultrasound that diagnosed me with gallstones, had to get an MRI because they found liver tumors, and the abdominal pain was so bad I almost stopped eating altogether because it felt like everything made me sick.
I got a letter from my college congratulating me for graduating, then an E-mail saying "Oops our bad no degree for you!".
The anemia had been dealt with by this point, but abdominal pain was lasting 9+ hours a day. I was prescribed nausea medication and pain pills. I couldn't keep them down.
By the end of June I'd lost 20lbs from not eating. A surgeon removed my gallbladder and told my parents that it was ready to rupture at any time.
In July my 91 year old grandmother passed away just when everything looked like it was getting back to normal.
I have an ultrasound scheduled for March to make sure the tumors aren't getting bigger from the prescription used to treat the anemia. Apparently these tumors are benign unless they interact with the medicine, at which point they carry a slim chance of rupturing my liver.
It's now the end of August.... I just want to start and finish this semester problem free. This has been one of the worst years ever. At least I know my tortoises are doing alright...
In March I started getting weird abdominal pains in the middle of the night.
In April I got extremely anemic and couldn't focus on classes anymore. I was dragged to the ER because the abdominal pains were getting more frequent. They made me look like I was about to die.
In May I got an ultrasound that diagnosed me with gallstones, had to get an MRI because they found liver tumors, and the abdominal pain was so bad I almost stopped eating altogether because it felt like everything made me sick.
I got a letter from my college congratulating me for graduating, then an E-mail saying "Oops our bad no degree for you!".
The anemia had been dealt with by this point, but abdominal pain was lasting 9+ hours a day. I was prescribed nausea medication and pain pills. I couldn't keep them down.
By the end of June I'd lost 20lbs from not eating. A surgeon removed my gallbladder and told my parents that it was ready to rupture at any time.
In July my 91 year old grandmother passed away just when everything looked like it was getting back to normal.
I have an ultrasound scheduled for March to make sure the tumors aren't getting bigger from the prescription used to treat the anemia. Apparently these tumors are benign unless they interact with the medicine, at which point they carry a slim chance of rupturing my liver.
It's now the end of August.... I just want to start and finish this semester problem free. This has been one of the worst years ever. At least I know my tortoises are doing alright...