It's not a tumah!

The title of this post is to be read with the Arnold Scwarzanegger accent.

Some of you may know that my health has been on the schitz. First of all I'd like to thank everyone for being so helpful and understanding while I've been out of commission.

Here's the back story:
It first hit the first week I was home on medical leave. Extreme headache, room spinning dizziness and non stop vomiting. I didn't eat for 4 days. I ended up going to instacare where they "diagnosed" me with a possible stomach virus and severe dehydration. So after some saline, they sent me home to rest and have fluids only. Yeah right- after not eating anything for 4 days I was HUNGRY!

Anyway- I was out of it for that whole week. The next week was better, but still had a mild headache. Back to work the next week- (headache persisting) then last week happened. You know, there's nothing quite like walking down the hallway at your office while hugging your garbage can to your chest as you make your way to the bathroom to throw up. Priceless. It got so bad I had Kevin take me to the hospital on Thursday. The Dr. there started spouting out stuff about constricting vessels and brain tumors and such. WHAT? BRAIN TUMOR??? So after I happily signed that I WAS NOT pregnant they took me to get a CT scan. Can I just say that the "contrast" they use to see your vessels better is quite the trip. You get hot all over and you are slightly trembling and there's a metallic taste and burn in the back of your throat not to mention the feeling that you've wet yourself. No joke. (I imagine it's what it would feel like A: to phase into a werewolf or B: what vamps feel like when they're thirsty. [minus the whole peeing your pants bit] It's a Twilight thing. If you don't get it, just move on.)

Luckily the scans came out perfectly fine and there is NO tumor. The Dr. has preliminarily attributed my symptoms to a UTI, dehydration, possible side effects from medication and "an extreme reaction to acute stress". Me? Stress? What? I don't know what you're talking about! As I was laying there in the hospital with nothing to do but think- I started thinking about what the possible triggers for the stress could be. I even remembered back to Elementary school when I was constantly going home from school sick. My body it turned out was reacting to stress and I had to see the school counselor every day to help me deal with it then I could go back to class. I think my body is doing the same thing. It doesn't know how to deal with the stress I have and the only release is to make me violently ill. So, off to the counselor I go again to re-learn how to deal with my stress level so I can be functional. Wish me luck!