I was supposed to pick my brother up today, but we found a
way for my husband to do it, because I am not ready to get up and move around a
lot. I have to work tomorrow so there won’t be an option, but I had a really
hard night and I am not well. They warned me about gas after the retrieval, but
I didn’t know there would be a problem after the transfer. Many of my body
systems are messed up after the knock-out meds and all the pills I started
taking after that. I had possibly the worst intestinal pains last night I have
had in my entire life. I was supposed to not be moving, so I wound up
“sleeping” (wasn’t much sleep) on the bathroom floor because I had to get up
every 20 minutes and go to the bathroom. It was awful. I did wind up calling
the after-hours line and they said I couldn’t take any meds to solve the
problem. Oh my goodness. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been that miserable
with the exception of my first kidney stone. It’s mostly over now, but my
stomach is still not happy with me.
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