I had the scan.
Looks like my gallbladder is functioning on the “very low side of normal.” So – I’m going ahead with the scope in a couple of weeks.
I stressed about it – as I do – but it wasn’t a big deal and was actually very interesting.
I was able to see what was happening on a monitor and watched my liver dump to my gallbladder, which then dumped to my small intestine. They dripped the CCK (a hormone that stimulates digestion of fat/protein, which prompts the gallbladder to contract – the goal) via IV over the course of 30 minutes, so I felt nothing. They told me they were simulating a big cheeseburger, which I would have HAPPILY eaten FOR REAL at that point – in way less than 30 minutes – despite whatever pain it might have caused because I just don’t do food restrictions well.
My liver was fine – and everything flowed appropriately – just not sure why the gallbladder was sluggish.
I had a bunch of other stuff tested recently. Celiac (blood test) was negative – thankfully – because the gluten free situation is a PITA I don’t wish to repeat. Only real deficiency is B-12, so I’m starting weekly shots and will do that for a few weeks before switching to OTC. I’ll work on my diet, too, obv.
This might sound crazy, but I think Jon’s cancer diagnosis and the ensuing research/surgery/visits to various doctors/etc. changed how I view our bodies, in general.
I have the tendencies of a hypochondriac, for sure, but now I feel like my body is one big science experiment – and I kind of find it fascinating.
It’s amazing to me that I spent so many years destroying a system that now seems to be chugging along well – and it’s interesting to think about how my actions (or lack thereof) toward improved health continue to impact the whole system.
Jon had his 6-month check-up with the oncologist recently. He’s still fine. CEA level hasn’t changed, lung scan was normal.
He’ll be on the 3 month appointment schedule for a while, so I hope the visits become easier. This was just the second – and the first without CEA level drama – so it was a stressful morning. The oncologist reiterated that Jon’s prognosis is “great” – which is reassuring. But still. Stressful.
Can’t leave Henry out of the health hullabaloo.
We’ve tried all of the old tricks re: allergies this year. Took him to 2 different vets to get different opinions when nothing seemed to help. He kept itching and yanking his hair out at an alarming rate – and his skin rapidly worsened – and he became very sick once we stopped the steroids given by the second vet …
… so we would up at an allergy/dermatology clinic where we had him tested.
Turns out he’s allergic to the entire backyard and to our wool rug. No food allergies, though, despite our concern about that.
We started allergy shots yesterday that we’ll be giving him at home for the next few months. And an antibiotic. And he’s taking Claritin + Benadryl. And he’ll be getting medicated baths every 3 days until his skin heals.
He’s pitiful right now – and I’m mostly freaking out because he has zero energy and rarely moves and doesn’t want to be touched and looks awful and OMG – but I’m very hopeful.
The KnoxWalks program ended yesterday with a 5k walk.
Realistically, it seemed like it would have been easier to jog vs. the speedy(ish) walk thing we did. I felt like jogging most of the way, anyway, so I think I need to give up the C25K thing and just do it. Just run when I can and walk when I can’t until I can run more than walk. The rigidity of a training program bogs me down and creates too much pressure – which entices me to quit. Nothing about anything I’ve done along this entire weight loss jaunt has worked through rigid structure/pressure.
I’m sort of sad it’s over. I looked forward to walking each Monday night and am hoping to continue, but I know the motivation to rush out of work won’t be the same without the commitment/structure of the group thing.
I’m glad we participated.
I overheard a couple of people complaining about the reward given at the end of the 5k since it doesn’t appear to promote the healthy community the walk was designed to bring about.
But I really had no comment – and I’m glad.
I wouldn’t have been able to bring myself to be hypocritical enough to eat some of the complimentary sugar on top of sugar on top of more sugar at a new (to us) breakfast place just afterward.