You know what? I'm quite tired of pretending that everything's okay. It isn't. I'm literally falling apart from the inside out. In the nine weeks since Tobie was born I've had the following procedures:
Upper endoscopy (EGD)
ERCP (endoscopic surgery)
Gastric Emptying Study (eating a radioactive egg)
Head CT Scan
Abdominal CT Scan
And tomorrow I'm scheduled for surgery (more on that later).
In the nine weeks since Tobie was born, I've been diagnosed with:
Mitral Valve Prolapse
Blocked milk duct
Abscess (resulting from the mastitis)
I've really had quite enough. I saw a surgeon today to confirm my OB's suspicions that the mastitis has progressed into an abscess. I was really hoping that he wouldn't agree, but there really was no doubt. He did an ultrasound, tried aspirating the abscess and the backed up milk (I have a huge lump about 2 inches wide and 4-5 inches long that's probably all milk). But he wasn't successful, so tomorrow I'm having surgery.
I have an amazing husband, awesome kids, some really great friends. The rest of my life can suck it.