Emotional mess

To say this week has been nervewracking is an understatement. I think that this week can go in the books as the most emotional since the surgery week. It all started when last week I had a hydro/cysto for my IC. The surgery was a success, except for the getting sick twice post op.

I am grateful to have had the boyfriend and parents there for me in every aspect.

On Monday I had some other health issues that ended up putting me in the emergency room late Monday evening. In the end they werent able to give me a solid diagnosis, and I needed to followup with my gynecologist at my Friday morning appt. I did have elevated creatinine levels which ultimately meant some sort of kidney problem. I was in pain, scared, and frustrated that there wasn't a reason for all the things that were happening. The doctor seemed concerned that all the years of medications could be taking a toll on my kidneys.. Maybe the few medications that were keeping me healthy/ pain free were in reality harming me, shortening my overall years.

This morning I had my follow-up appointment and blood work. The short time I waited seemed like an eternity.

I hadn't seen Dr. C since October. It was at that appointment and I discussed how I wanted to lose some weight, as well as get my hormones on track. He made me set up an 8 week follow-up appointment to tie up lose ends and see how it all was going. Little did I know that the ER night would have to be resolved as well.

My blood levels weren't in yet...so, we talked.. It seems as if everytime there is a conversation about how I am feeling I start out strong and end up in tears of happiness. I told him how happy I was to be feeling like a new girl again, and how life is nothing like I expected it to be at this point.
...and.... the tears started flowing..... tears of joy...

This is my least favorite part about surgical menopause, I cry for no apparent reason...alot..

I walked out of the office in tears (of joy) of course..went to breakfast and awaited for the phone call which would tell me if there was in fact kidney issues or not.
This call would tell me if I needed to race over to the hospital to have a CT scan done to show something further.
Luckily, my levels were back to normal and they were able to give me a clean bill of health.

I don't think the boyfriend and I have ever been so happy in our entire relationship. I just looked at him when I got off the phone and gave him the 'its going to be alright look' we kissed and sighed in relief.
The week was finally over, through all the mess and tears we had made it through lucky...yet again.. I had been spared..

It is safe to say that my Holiday wishes have been granted.. I will never take my health for granted again.

I am thankful that my kidneys are still healthy and hangin' in there.