Diagnosis...

Last night I took another turn for the worse.  My abdominal pain intensified, I started vomiting and dry heaving (a very cruel joke when you have terrible abdominal pain) and...for the icing on the cake, I was slammed with my period.  I've been on Zofran (an anti-nausea medication) ever since.  I've noticed two things about this Zofran - it causes extreme fatigue in me and... it doesn't work.  I've continued to vomit up until - hold on - - - - - just now.  It's safe to say that I am completely and utterly miserable.

I was also starting to feel paranoid.  Every test was coming back negative, yet here was this patient saying she was in terrible pain.  Did they begin to doubt me?  And on the flip side - should I wonder if they missed something important?  Why haven't they figured it out by now??

But then, this afternoon, I got the news.  The last test came back - a stool culture that took a few days of growing in the lab before they could read it.  It came back positive for Campylobacter.    I'll let you click the link to read more about it - I'm just too tired to write anymore.

Basically it's a food borne illness and it causes a range of symptoms depending on the person.  If Ed and I both got it, he may have minimal symptoms.  But because I have immune issues, it wrecks me.  They are going to put me on IV antibiotics and keep me here until my body calms down.  

I will be very happy when this is all over.  I have no words to describe how I feel right now, but there have been lots of tears.