First Cancer, and now?????

     So I haven't blogged in  a while.  I've been sick.  Again.  I was in the hospital a few weeks ago with severe stomach pains.  At first they thought it might be from the Gleevec chemo med I take daily.  Then they thought it might be pancreatitis.  They ruled that out.  I was first in the ER on a Thurs. night.  They told me I had a UTI.  I didn't really think so because I have suffered from them often, and this pain was excruciating.  Then they did a CT scan and said it looked a little like Colitis.  They sent me home after giving me a very strong shot for the pain.  I couldn't eat.  I was running to the bathroom and then I couldn't go to the bathroom. By Sunday I was back in the ER and was admitted. I was there for 6 days.  I didn't eat anything solid at all, and barely even touched the jello and Popsicles.  They did an endoscopy and took a biopsy.  No ulcers, but some inflammation.  They also did an ultrasound of kidneys, empty gallbladder spot, liver, stomach, etc... Nothing unusual except a little inflammation.  
     I was living on dilaudid and water.  Finally, my gastroentorlogist  decided to release me, but scheduled both an UGI and a colonoscopy.  I've had the UGI.  There was talk of Crohn,s, not the first time I have heard this.  I was terribly sick after that.  The colonoscopy is scheduled for this coming Monday.
     And on top of that, I also had my 6 month ultrasound of the nodules on my thyroid.  They have been growing.  The last biopsy in Feb. showed that one side is benign, but the other side they couldn't tell.  So I am wondering if I will have to have another biopsy.
     It is a long list of complaints.  I have tried to keep positive.  Today, it is hard.  I am blue.  I feel that old depression creeping back in, and it scares me.  The summer was great until all this stomach problems popped up.  I am trying very hard to keep busy.  But on a day like today, with no one home, a humid, gloomy day, it makes me sad.  And I talked to my daughter in Virginia last night.  She sounded homesick.  It makes me cry for her.  I know she loves it there, and I know she is doing great as a Dr. of PT.  But I can always tell by the sound of her voice when something is not quite right.
     So, my dear readers, I have no words of wisdom, no happy dance.  I must just pray to my God that this too shall pass, and I will be healthy again, and be able to visit my lonely child soon. I believe I need some peace.  I wish you peace.