Hospital...

Dear Bloggers,
I know that you probably already know, a little over a week ago I went to the ear, nose, and throat doctor. Needless to say I was scared out of my mind. I am more than grateful things went very well. I am so sad for people that go to the doctor and find something wrong. I want nothing but the best for EVERYONE and it hurts my heart no matter what, when stuff goes wrong with anyone. I don't do well at all with the capital D (death) word or the capital C word (cancer). If anyone of you know me at all, you know I don't ever go to the doctor, EVER. I don't even make my blood clot warfarin takin every day forever husband go to the doctor when he needs his levels checked. I know I know he needs to go every two months---we ARE getting better at it :] but he does go, I promise :] Love him ;]

But back to the story, I had a lump on the outside of my throat on the right side. Whenever I swallowed it felt like there was this lump holding my spit and food back (sorry TMI) but I never think anything is wrong with me, I just put it to the back of my thoughts. But after a week, tops, of feeling like chronic acid reflux, I make an appointment with the doctor to see what was going on. I was so scared, I don't even know why. I just over think EVERYTHING! But I get to the doctor at 10:00 a.m. thinking everything is going to be fine...I sat in the waiting room for thirty minutes...thoughts going back in forth of lumps....thyroid cancer...and allergies. I am such a hypochondriac it's ridiculous.

Needless to say after an hour and a half of being at the ear, nose, and throat doctor...I needed an ultrasound....AT THE HOSPITAL! I hate this place!! I hate the smell, the scrubs, the needles, the ER, the stethoscopes, and mostly the "other" throwing up patients. AH! After thirty minutes of checking in...it was time for the ultrasound to begin. I know she was just doing her job but the pressure she was putting on my throat (on the right side) was KILLING me. Tears starting falling from my eyes..I was picturing leaving this world (thanks dumb hospital)...leaving behind almost four years of a fantastic marriage..four years of bonding with a new family...and 22 years of a blood bond no one could replace. Feeling sorry for myself gets the best of my...why? I apologize.

After the results...it was just an irritated muscle from severe acid reflux. Just like everyone else...I have acid in my stomach....but my acid ( 22 years of it) is making its way up into my voice box, which is making it feel like I can't swallow without feeling like a lump is still there. No matter what I do, clearing my throat isn't enough. All I have to say, is I am SOOOOO lucky and happy nothing is wrong. I feel so horrible when I hear things of other people. One thing I have to say from this is, if you feel ANYTHING is wrong....go to the doctor, ALWAYS! Thank you Dr. Peterson!

 Hospital bracelet..haven't had one since I was four years old and known as Jaime Kay Merrill...

That whole noodle part went up my nose and down my throat! yucky! Might I add, I had this solution sprayed up my nose that numbed my nose...still weird to see a camera at the end going down your throat :/ ah