The sound of the alarm came early, at 3:45am.
I stumbled to the shower, and said out loud "fasting. No coffee"
Just a verbal reminder to myself.
Incase my "need to be caffeinated" self forgot :)
The hubby started stirring a few minutes later, and at 4:45am, Grandmary showed up.
Off we went, to UAB for the ERCP.
After getting settled in, the doctor comes in, chats for a few and decides he doesn't think I need an ercp. So quick change to Endoscopic Ultrasound.
Hey, at this point, I don't care. Just run a test. Any test.
It's all a shot in the dark. So one test is as good as another as far as I'm
Anyways, they performed the test. And Charming had to dash to work to a meeting downtown. Off he went.
The dr gave the full report to GrandMary. I'm still a little hazy. But I tink the conclusion was, a little pancreatic inflammation, but nothing "functional" to be concerned with.
So basically, it seems like they've decided everything is working properly.
But there's a disconnect somewhere.
Now, we just need to find it.
So, consult to follow.
We left the hospital, but...the dr made mention of coconut oil.
And that lit GrandMary up, like any former-hippie should :)
So, she took me to The Golden Temple?!
How does she even know about this place?!
I felt like I had stepped back in time.
She was in love.
Peace. Groovy. Love.
Anyways, we bought some coconut oil.
And then stopped for coffee and oatmeal.
(The only one food I know is safe these days)
Well. A spoonful of coconut oil DOESNT make the medicine go down.
As a matter of fact....well.
Let's just say, the jury is still out on the coconut oil.
But she's convinced I'm on my way to being healed....so, we shall see!
And all of this by 11am.