In the past seven days:
I spent 14 hours in the ER.
Since I was a kid, I have had something called a Schatzki ring. It's an extra bit of tissue inside of my esophagus that can sometimes block food from being swallowed. When food gets blocked a whole lot of mucus is created around that area to help push the food either up or down and clear the airway.
Like I said, I've had this since I was a kid so I never thought much about it. Food would get stuck and I would excuse myself to the bathroom where I would cough up the blocked food and a whole bunch of mucus along with it. It was embarrassing (it always seemed to happen on first dates) but never that big of a deal.
Well, that it is until it started happening every time I would eat anything at all. Over the last month, it has been happening every time I eat. Last Saturday, a pill got stuck and I could not cough it up. It just remained stuck.
Thus, last Saturday night, Alayna took me to the ER. We waited in the waiting room for about 9 hours and then waited in the examining room for another hour before we ever saw a doctor.
Long story short, I am finally getting a procedure done this coming Tuesday that will allow me to eat again. The procedure: they will stick a sort of deflated balloon down my throat and then inflate it. Stretching out my esophageal wall and allowing me to eat again.
So that was Saturday and Sunday.
On Tuesday, I started a semester of college for the first time in several years.
Not much to say about that yet. I am totally going to Hermione Granger the shit out of it though.
Wednesday was my birthday.
I am 32 now. Gross. I know. I celebrated by going to see Ben Folds. Great show.
Alayna also took me out to dinner. Have I mentioned that I am crazy about her. Just writing her name makes me smile. She is really something else.
Thursday was more school.
Friday I procured myself a job interview for a place that will hopefully allow me to pay my bills. That would be nice.
Saturday I worked.
Today, I just ate a pretty delicious Reuben at this Jewish deli that my friend took me to.
I am not supposed to eat meat though until I get my procedure done.
And I can feel the meat still hung in my chest.
Just a few more days. I can't wait to eat without that near death sensation.
And that has been my week.
Hopefully, next week I'll be able to update a bit more frequently.
1:06 p.m. - 2013-01-27
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