I'm whining a little as I feel real puny this morning 😷 I had a really rough parkinsonism night last night. But the real issue is, I've been dealing with bouts of nausea over the past 3-4 weeks, which hit out of nowhere. Having never been bothered by nausea except when I've had stomach bugs or the flu, I finally called my GI surgeon. Apparently nausea is one of the side effects to the fundoplication surgery and that's why he has a standing available Rx for me at all times. 😛 Considering how badly I hate nausea & vomiting, I wish they had told me this was going to develop and become part of my life as time goes by. I didn't have any nausea for almost 6 weeks postop. I should have known feeling so good was too good to be true! I may have said no to the surgery, taking my chances with the barretts esophagus and GERD. But no, I couldn't have done that because the hiatal hernia was causing too much pain and affecting all the above, not to mention worsening my IBS-C by way of partial blockages now and then. Grrr! 😫 So I can only hope and pray this nausea will not worsen. 🙏 Took my med rx & slowly sipping ginger ale.
Now another symptom I've between having the past 2 weeks it's my blood sugar dropping suddenly. Maybe it's because I've had so many doc appts to get surgery clearance that I haven't been home to eat 5 small meals each day. It's happened at least 2-3x both weeks, and I'd have to rush to anywhere I could get something to eat quickly between my appts. 😰 On Wednesday I called my hubby and asked him to bring some cheese crackers, w/ peanut butter, when he met me at the doc appt. I felt my blood sugar dropping while I was driving... Dangerous I know! 😬 I sat in the car and ate 4 of the crackers then went in to my appt (the one they misscheduled). I saved the other 2 crackers planning to take them out when I got back home. Good thing I didn't! After my appt on Thursday I had to go to the cell phone store because my phone was overheating. Needless to say I again got the all over quivery shakes, light headed & weak feelings. The clerk was just coming back with my new phone as I was popping a cracker in my mouth. I told her what was happening, and she offered to go across the street and buy me a meal. After eating the second cracker I began to feel better. I thanked her for her generous offer again as I left the store and went straight home to eat a small lunch. 🍝 Then yesterday among multiple appts & errands it began to happen again. I mentioned it to my PCP and they're running some type of blood sugar test. She said it won't affect my surgery but also said I definitely needed to keep crackers in my purse. 🧀 Wow!! I haven't had hypoglycemia since I was pregnant in the mid eighties. I hope the Pcp is right about my surgery. I don't want to even mention it to the surgeon. But what if it's important to; should I let him know?? I do not want the surgery delayed!!! Can they give me glucose in the UV fluids to help prevent it? I get nothing after midnight Sunday, and I might be a late afternoon surgery. Ugh!!!! I hate all this additional stress! Why is it that we can't get something taken care of without another additional issue(s) being added to our medical problems? This just gets so old... Really! 😩
Thanks for listening! And if you have suggestions or support, much appreciated! I don't think so clear when I feel so yuk! Hugs love & prayers everyone has a tolerable if not better day!