Let's start with Friday:
Friday I had girl's night with Amberley and Natalie. Before the night began I had a headache and took some Motrin and kept on going. We had Applebees and shopped for a long time at Bath and Body Works. When you're leaving on a mission for 18 months you suddenly have a great awareness of ones need for moisture and sanitary hand gel! We shopped some more at Ross and TJMaxx and then went to go watch improv (LOVE it!).
Saturday: I got up and met up with the girls again. This time we headed to Park City to shop at the outlet mall. Everything I bought was for my mission... it was scary! Like really, really scary. Shopping only for that time in my life makes it very real and makes me realize how fast October 6th is approaching.
The high spot of the day was when Amberley's debit card quit working. She called the bank who told her "it had been put on hold for 8 hours due to suspicious activity." We laughed so HARD!!! Seriously... what is Amberley buying that is so "suspicious?" It was also way funny to watch Amberely see something she wanted and then see the look on her face when she realized she couldn't buy it.
When we started heading back from Park City my head started hurting again, but this time it really HURT! I was in some serious pain. But headaches and migraines are a normal part of my life so I've learned to just work through them. We spent more time shopping, we were on a hunt for luggage, and then I crashed on Amberely's bed for a nap before I headed to Beth's.
When I got home that night I headed to bed as quick as possible. I was still in tons of pain and was hoping sleep would help that. Around midnight, after spending 3 hours trying to fall asleep in every position possible, I realized sleep was not going to come while the pain kept getting worse. I mean seriously my eye balls were throbbing. So I texted Natalie and she took me to the Emergency Room at the UofU.
When they took me back the nurse was really nice. He was trying to make jokes and keep the air light and then the doctor came in... who started putting words like "blood," "clot," and "brain" in the same sentence. Which is for sure not my idea of decent conversation. He decided it was most likely, "just a migraine headache." (They kept saying "headache" and I kept wanting to smack them. No way would I go to the er for a "headache," this was a MIGRAINE!!!) So the gave me some drugs through my IV and sent me on my way, feeling mostly better.
But yesterday: I could still feel the pain stewing in my head. The ER dr. had told me if it didn't go away within 24 hours I had to go to my primary care or back to the ER cause it most likely was "a blood clot in your brain." So I called my dr. and got an appointment to see him this morning.
I went to see him this morning: and I have NEVER. BEEN. SO. SCARED! I was terrified sitting in his waiting room. Cause I knew if it was a clot it meant no mission. So then I was scared cause I already turned in my notice at work, and I have to move out of my apartment in 5 days, and I'm not registered for school, and.. and... and. Plus the fact that this was my brain everyone was talking about having a clot in. Brain surgery just doesn't sound like an experience I need to enjoy in this life.
When he talked with me and reviewed my symptoms, like neck stiffness, head pain, and numbness in my hands, he assured me that there was no way this was a clot!!! AHHHHHH I was so relieved! He said everything pointed to a chronic migraine! I never thought I would be excited to get a diagnosis of migraines! But I WAS!!! He gave me a new medicine to try that seems to be helping, though it is time for another dose. And he assured me he would make sure I was taken care of on my mission and not have to go to the ER while serving.
So that was crazy! Lots of thought about if my mission was really supposed to happen or not and where I would go without one. And then suddenly after two seconds it was all on track again. So I went to work and told everyone I wasn't dieing and that I was still leaving in 2 weeks. (SCARY!)
(These are a few of my coworkers)
When I got home today I decided I needed to pack. I actually packed into my suitcases to take on my mission. I'm so not ready for this. The next few weeks are going to be so crazy. Saturday I move in with Beth and the fam for two weeks. Then I fly to SC for 4 days before I fly to DC to spend a week with Erin. Then it's back to SC for two weeks. UT for 2 days and then the MTC.... I'm so scared out of my mind... it's really not even funny. Just remember me in your prayers tonight... It's going to take a lot more than my own faith for this to actually work out!
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