6/24/2011

Pet Scan

It has really been a long day today....I've been pretty nervy the past two weeks awaiting what was next for me. I had a kidney test done last week, then I finally got my Pet Scan set up for this morning. And if I wouldn't have called and chewed the MA out it probably would of never gotten set up because they are the biggest idiots over there and do a lot of assuming!

I got up @7 a.m. this morning and couldn't eat but had to drink 24 ounces of water then I headed up to Utah Valley Hospital. They got me all checked in and took my blood, which BTW as permanent needle holes because I have horrible veins and I've finally found one that works like a charm. They took me back and I put all my stuff away into a locker and changed into some scrub pants, and a gown. They took me into a small room and went over the procedure with me. We went over my medical history and they he (Kevin) put a needle and threaded a tube into my arm and ran saline in through it, then he went into the other room and came back with the magic silver vile that they always hold the radiation in, and he injected it into my veins.

Kevin then took me into a dark room with a recliner and no T.V. or magazines to read and told me that I needed to sit in there for 40-60 minutes and relax while I drank 24 ounces of glucose drink mixed with my choice of Diet Soda, or Crystal light. (They like you to have as little amount of brain activity as possible)

He got me a warm blanket and told me to try to drink it as fast as I possibly could. I opted for the Crystal light, it was horrible! You think that pregnancy drink is bad???? This was way worst and 3x the amount, and the after taste....sicknast!

So I sat there trying not to get worked up about things. When I was in the other room going over the procedure he told me that they were mainly looking for suspicious tumors in my body. Which immediately lead my thoughts to my dear sweet Grandma Gamble who had a tumor in her face and passed away almost 2 years ago after fighting it for quite some time. She was an amazing lady and I could honestly just feel her sitting by my side in that room. I can honestly tell you things are coming true that are said in my patriartricle blessing. It is really interesting to see it unravel before my eyes. I too thought of the hospital and how peaceful and calm I feel as I do in the temple. It's weird to say but it really helped to calm my nerves today. I felt calm and oh so peaceful as I waited in that room. That's as far as I will go with that!

Kevin came back in and got me after an hour and took me into another room. (I was so glad I wore flip flops...I've got this thing down, when i got my MRI I had to walk down the hallway with no shoes/socks on.) He took me into the room and the machine looked kind of like the MRI machine but not as enclosed (thank goodness, I was already nauseous from the glucose drink)

I laid down on the machine and he strapped me into it so I wouldn't fall out because there are no sides. Once again went over the procedure and told me that I needed to move as little as possible in the next 45 minutes. I felt like I was getting ready to be launched off into a rocket! The machine would tell me to breath in, breath out and to stop breathing while it sucked me up into the tube and took pictures of the inside of my body, then when it sucked me back out it told me to breath again. It was hard to hold my breath like that. It did that 4 times, and then we started the test. It sucked me back in and started at my toes, and worked its way so slowly up my body that you don't even realize you are moving, clear up until they hit the top of your head.

It was an interesting procedure today, and since of course it is Friday I have to wait until next week to get any sort of results back. He told me to plan on next Wednesday or Thursday. I have not really been feeling myself and I'm trying my hardest just to have fun with my kids and live my life as normal as I possibly can. I had a really good time with my friend last night while I was at work, and I haven't laughed that hard in weeks.

Phil is busy with school, and work, and his church callings, but most of all he seems to find time for me and the kids. He is always so good to unload the dishwasher or take the garbage out, and that does wonders for me. Emma has been such a good little helper, she has changed Ezzy's diaper here and there in the morning and gotten him breakfast when I've been too tired to get up. Mornings are the hardest for me....Corbin has been a good little helper as well, always cleaning up when I ask him to. I've just been blessed with such good kiddos.

Going though this has really opened my eyes, and I've had more of a desire to be better....be a better mother, wife, friend, family member. To read my scriptures and study them more in depth, I've been on my knees a whole lot more, and I'm dying to make it to the temple. It is so emotionally draining to have to face your worst fears. I don't want a pity party because I'm seriously so blessed, in ways others could not imagine. Everything happens for a reason, and there are worst things I could be going through right now, and in no way would I ever trade my life or my problems in my life for someone elses. Whatever happens next week is how it should be. It is was it is..........