Its positive

So, 4 days later my hematologists nurse calls to tell me that my ANA is positive and so we know that it is more than likely autoimmune and that it is ITP. They want me to start on 60 mg of prednisone the next day which would be a Friday. I asks what the side effects of a steroid are and they say, " O ya know ya will get your busy work done and you may have trouble sleeping."

...and so it begins.

I was getting ready to go to Amarillo for Haileys eye doctor appt, when Dr. Quiros called and said, "Are you ready for your surgery tomorrow?" I was like yeah maybe my stomach will feel better. Then he says, "Well we are going to have to cancel becuase your bloodwork came back abnormal." Really.. why did you ask me if I was ready for surgery then? And what do you mean abnormal, can them idiots not do anything right? He kept telling me something about platelets and ITP but i couldnt understand him very well. After I got over thinking it was the idiots at the lab all I could think was leakemia and I was scared and overwhelmed. They had scheduled me an appointment with a hematologists (what the crap was that anyway?) at 2 for that day in Amarillo since I would be over there anyways. We get over there and its a blood doctor at Texas Oncology which was scared all by itsself. He tells me its probably not anything MAJOR and that he thinks I have ITP. ITP stands for Immune Thrombo something purpura. Basically it says, my immune system is killing my own platelets and bruising. So we ran abunch of tests ranging from autoimmune test to std's. So im feeling a little relieved.

Pre-op

Yesterday I had done my bloodwork and chest xray for my pre-op and had been called back becuase my bloodwork had clotted before they could run the cbc. So basically I was stuck twice becuase they didnt spin my blood fast enough after I gave it.. jerks.

Hidascan

Dr. Quiros called me and he said he was positive that it needed to come out, but to make SURE SURE he wanted to do a hida-scan to see how well it was functioning. I went and and was set up with an iv, which I almost passed out on, and then dye was injected into me. I laid there for like 30 minutes while a machine scanned over my body to see the dye in my organs. Then they put a hormone that makes your body thinks you have just ate that makes you sicker than crap for about a minute. I kept telling that woman I was going to throw up on her table, she kept telling me I wasnt going to, guess she was right. A few minutes later I felt completely normal, the scan was over, and she took my iv out. She told me she couldnt "officially" tell me anything, but it didnt look like my gallbladder was functioning at all.

Gallbladder

This morning I went to see Dr. Quiros becuase my regular doctor was out of town, and this doctor would be the one doing the surgery anyways. He told me it probably was my gallbladder and sent me for a sonogram. In the sono they said it looked like it was completely unfunctional but I had been chewing gum, so they wanted me to come back. The second sono showed the same thing, which definitely meant taking my gallbladder out.

What is wrong with me?

We will start my story off in May-June. Cody had moved out.. again.. and I had 2 pools for the kids and me and I was tanning alot. (we now know i cant be in the sun, it causes flares. The pic with this blog is from one of the many days we spent in the pooIs) I was beginning to feel nauseating spells from time to time, losing my hair, getting a weird rash on my legs, battling with reoccuring UTI's,  and was so tired that I couldnt make a full day without a nap. With 2 kids, taking a nap in the middle of the day everyday just doesnt work. The best word I can use to describe it is I felt pregnant, even thought I knew, well pretty much knew I wasnt pregnant. Cody moved back in somewhere during all that and my profile picture is of a night we went on our first "date" in awhile and went and watched The Hangover II. My stomach has hurt on and off since I was 14 so I was having a few changes in my stomach troubles and my mom suggested that I go to the doctor to have my gallbladder checked.. And so began my journey with ITP.