Had my abdominal and pelvic CT today. I was so nervous I thought I would throw up. I hate drinking Barium. I think it's mostly in my head. Just knowing what I am drinking makes me gag. But this time it was "berry smoothie" flavor. That smelled and tasted better than the last time (I don't recommend the orange flavor), but I still gagged with every swallow. I drank a full bottle at bed time last night and half a bottle this morning an hour before my test. I was told to bring the other half bottle with me but they never had me finish it. I was SO HAPPY about that!
Last time the CT was for my liver. This time the test was being done "with contrast". No one warned me that meant I had to get an IV. I told the tech that I have no veins. They always get cocky with me and have to see for themselves. She cut off the blood flow in both arms, smacked me around a little, and finally gave up and ran for the doctor. Naturally, he was cocky too. He even stuck me a couple times saying "I was sure I had a vein there..." Sorry dude, but I warned ya. Eventually they went with Lucky. That's the vein in my hand that gets poked for everything; particularly blood work. Lucky hasn't let me down yet (and I told them that right from the start...they never listen to me).
That contrast stuff they injected was weird. The tech gave me a laundry list of potential side-effects and sensations including burning feeling at the injection site, throat, and/or chest, nausea, dizziness, a metallic taste in the mouth, and the sensation that you've wet yourself. Which ones did I get? Just dizziness and the sensation of wetting myself. Oh joy! It wasn't that bad, but signing those forms ahead of time stating you know this stuff could cause kidney failure, stop you from breathing or kill you...uh, yeah. That always scares the shit out of me.
I was so relieved when they pulled out the IV and told me I was done. 30 minutes on my back on a metal slab and I was in agony! My poor back. My spine curves inwardly. I don't do hard surfaces well.
So now I'm home. I'm dizzy, still a little nauseous but starting to recover from the anxiety attack I had in the car on the way home. I probably shouldn't have driven to the test alone. Live and learn.
OK. To change the subject and get my mind off all this medical crap, I thought I would share something funny. My husband was propositioned the other night by a woman he was chatting with on the internet. She offered to have his baby.
Let me explain. John has a medical condition called Mitral Valve Prolapse (MVP - it's a heart thing) and he is pretty actively involved in several support communities for folks with this defect and the associated "syndrome" symptoms. He's a really friendly and helpful guy full of useful information and the chicks in his forum like and appreciate all the help he has given them over the last year or so. I guess he's shared a lot of things with these people, including our battle with infertility. One lady was so moved by our story she offered to carry a child for us. Isn't that sweet?! It's not the first time kind women have made that offer. But it's typically been friends of MINE who offered.
Honestly tho, I'd be more inclined to accept the offer from my young, healthy, 20-something friends than a woman my age who has a heart condition. LOL But I do appreciate it when people offer to help. ;-)