On the Monday on my Spring break, I headed to the Logan Hospital for my 4th surgery...man I am racking them up! After having a HIDAscan (a radioactive gallbladder test) they decided it was a good idea to take that out along with my appendix, and do a complete upper and lower exploratory surgery. The HIDA scan, was sweet, I went in and laid on a table for two and half hours, whiles my doctor (bret) injected radioactive material in to my body through an IV, it was okay though, I had a flexible catheter. Doctor Bret and I watched curling the entire time. It was during the last 20 mins I started to feel some pain, however my flow rate % was a 59, the lowest you should have is a 55%.

I was then sent to a surgeon, where he decided to do the works. I went into on Monday, with my mom, where we started the process of getting dressed, getting the IV's and the medicine. There were about 15 people my age that were in there that day, one of them was my friend from school! It was a great bonding experience (he had his acl done).

I was wheeled into the operation room, they started to give me the good stuff, I love being put out!!! Then they put in a breathing tube, and continued to make 5 incisions(which when I took the bandages off I realized it was 6), they took my appendix out. Turns out I have had chronic appendicitis for a very long time (it had been getting bad slowly over the last year), and it would have burst the week after anyway. I felt vindicated that something was wrong, and I did not feel sick for nothing! Then the Doctor took out my gallbladder, which turned out to have fibromatosis all over it. The Fibromatosis all over, was small soft tissue tumors all over it, and that is why that hurt! They checked EVERYTHING else and did not find anything!!!

The recovery was long, and not very fun. First of all Logan hospital kicked me out as fast as they could. They sat me in a recliner and left me to get dressed. My mom goes to pull the handle to sit me back up, and it was a complete replay of Sweet Home Alabama's scene where the mom flies back in the chair. It was super painful, my mom started to laugh, and said sorry. It was worst cause I started to laugh and cry at the same time....classic move.

Then Uncle Bret who is a very habitual person, let me stay in his room that night at my grandmas. Little did I know, he would come into the room every ten mins during the night and yell at me "Clare go home"... Finally my mom laid a pillow out in front of the door and slept on the floor. It was the longest night of my life... Not only did I not sleep, but I threw up at least 13 times through the afternoon and night just to wake up to do more.

We got in the car to go to Boise, after I got nausea medicine, my favorite. It was a long drive, but I enjoyed being in my own bed :)
I then spent the rest of my Spring Break watching tv and movies with my mom... The best part of all of this is..... I FEEL BETTER!!!!

The constant pain, that felt like I was being punched in the stomach over and over again, was gone. I can now eat food that I could not before and be pretty much fine. I have not tried everything, but my spirits are up and I feel like a new person. It still hurts occasionally, however my mom said all people have some pain. Overall, I am super happy that I lost 8 pounds and have some new sweet scars :0 oh boy do I know how to spend my spring break......