Well, it was a possible medical emergency for about 4 hours.

What happened was I woke up Monday morning feeling just awful. At first I put it down to being hungover as the previous evening I had been out with you know who , so I reckoned I’d feel better after a bit of coffee and breakfast. Instead I was suddenly hit with the most amazing lower abdominal pain, as if the Alien creature was trying to bust out of my guts . . .

This went on for most of the day at about 15 minute intervals until I thought I’d die. It was so excruciating that I couldn’t even breathe while the spasms lasted as I was doubled over in agony with my face looking more than somewhat like Archie’s avatar. At times I just burst into tears it hurt so much. But, thinking it must be gastroenteritis, I figured I’d probably be feeling better the next day.

WRONG.

So I called Dr A yesterday and he thought it was curious that I didn’t have any of the other usual symptoms of gastro (vomiting, fever, ‘dire rear’…) and so he thought I should head over to emergency to make sure I didn’t have anything more serious like appendicitis.

Of course by the time I left for the hospital I was not only convinced that I had appendicitis but also pancreatitis, crohn’s disease and about seven kinds of cancer. I even went so far as to prepare some clothes, toiletries and stuff for Nog to bring me as I was surely going to be rushed into the operating room as soon as my test results came back. So I was pretty much hysterical as I walked out the door, knowing that I’d never see my darling cats and my lovely home again (have I ever mentioned my fear of hospitals?).

But other than the annoyance of having to spend four tedious hours at the hospital (Nog came to keep me from totally losing my mind company) it ended up a bit of an anti-climax. My blood test came back normal and my abdominal x-ray didn’t show anything scary growing inside me. But the doctor did say I had an awful lot of gas caused by the gastroenteritis and that was the cause of ALL THAT PAIN. Gas??? He also said it was unusual to have such acute gastro without the other usual symptoms but that I might still get them (oh joy!).

Ah well, this was meant to be a detox week for me anyhow. Looks like my body is helping me get off to a serious start as I’ve barely been able to eat anything for the past couple of days (though I also haven’t been able to go to yoga or pilates). And although I am very pleased and thankful not to have any of the dreaded illnesses I had been imagining (does anybody else do this?) it’s still a bit humbling to be brought so low by something as mundane as gas!!! Sheesh.