So…this week was quite the adventure! I mean, how many
people can say that they had surgery in a third-world country on Friday the 13th?
: ) Haha…
For those of
you who don’t know the full story yet here it is:
For the past
month and a half I have been having these weird pains on my left lower back,
side, and stomach. These pains would hit at random times and only last around
an hour. We had no idea what they were but narrowed our suspicions down to
either an ovarian cyst or kidney stones. Last week on Tuesday after I got home
from a day in town the pain started again…so I curled up to wait it out. After
an hour I expected it to go away but it didn’t, then two hours passed and I
began to worry. After three hours I was just ticked. By four hours I was
throwing up and couldn’t keep down any pain medication. I was in the worst pain
I had ever felt. Looking back I probably looked like a crazy person because I
couldn’t sit still and was just rolling around my bed trying to figure out a
solution. At one point Heather brought me up a piece of bread and some pain
pills to see if that would help any. Well, I tried to eat a bite of bread but
like I said, I couldn’t keep anything down. I got up to go throw up off of the
porch and the next thing I know I was laying on the floor with Chanel, Heather,
Heidi, and a few others looking down on me. The first thing I thought was “you
are kidding me” and the second thing was “poor Chanel.” So, we have had quite
the summer here with Team Tanzania. We have had lots of medical emergencies and
our country director Chanel has witnessed way too many people pass out. Anyway,
I woke up and my hands were numb and kept on going stiff which was super weird
and scared everyone. I guess Heather was worried I choked on the bread but I
think I just passed out from the pain and the lack of food and water in my
system. Well, we called our driver friend Loth and he took me straight to a
hospital in Arusha. They gave me and I.V., ran some tests, and shot me up with
some pain medicine. Ahhh I was so secretly thankful I passed out so that I
could get some pain medication! So me, Heather, and Chanel spent the night at
the hospital and I was released the next day. I was diagnosed with a urinary
tract infection and sent home with some pills for that. We knew it wasn’t that
though, so I went and got an ultrasound at a women’s clinic some of my
teammates volunteered at for a while. She found a cyst that was around 10 cm on
my left ovary and that she wanted me to go to another place to get this
confirmed. She said if they confirmed it then she would recommend I go home
immediately. So we headed to the x-ray center where I had to have another
ultrasound. Ugh. Ultrasounds are not fun let me tell you. Especially because drinking
6-8 cups of water to fill up my bladder hurts when there is already 10 cm of
who knows what filling up my stomach!
Anyway, this doctor found the cyst and confirmed the prior diagnosis. So
we headed back to the women’s clinic and right when we got there I threw up and
my pain became unbearable! In the long run, this pain is what saved my summer!
: ) The doctor at this clinic said it would be too dangerous to have me fly
home and that I needed surgery as soon as possible. We decided that Nairobi, Kenya
would be the safest bet so we arranged transportation and I headed there with
Chanel and Heather. That night at the Nairobi hospital I got another
ultrasound, was told that I needed surgery as soon as possible because a cyst
my size is very dangerous, and was also told by some other doctors that surgery
would be a last resort because my cyst isn’t that dangerous. Yeah, we were just
as confused as you probably are right now. But we scheduled a consultation
appointment for the next day and spent the night at a hotel. The consultation
the next day went much more smoothly and the doctors we met with were awesome.
They went through my whole history with me and helped us come to the decision
that surgery was my best bet. I was really excited because I wanted the pain to
go away! Seriously, looking back I am surprised at how not-nervous I was to
have strangers slice into me! But at the time I honestly would have done
anything to get that painful twisting water balloon out of me! Ok this story is
getting long…so basically I had surgery the next day at 6:00 and everything
went great! I am back in Arusha now, taking it easy while my stitches heal. My
team has been so awesome through this all, especially Heather and Chanel who
spent so much time taking care of me. We projected the DVD of my surgery onto
our wall the other night and enjoyed that as a team…who knew we would all
become so close? : ) I don’t have time to read through and edit this post so
you will have to forgive me if it doesn’t make sense! I just wanted to update
my blog quickly while I am here at the internet café!
Here are
some pics! : )
at lunch with our friend John John!...who knew later this night I would be laying in a hospital bed?
while in Nairobi we went to get henna...we were soooo excited...until we actually got it. what a joke.
just chillin at the hospital with my newest friend Albert! (thanks Heather and Chanel!)
ugh. after surgery!...you can tell we had a rough week!
to pass the time we treated ourselves to pedicures at the hospital salon : )
cute socks and sands Chanel
our feet have never been cleaner!
this is how we transported my flowers home from the hospital! i am surprised they made it alive!
: ) Thanks Kate and Tess!
also this week me and Heather got our hair braided by our friend Elias! it took 11 hours!
we also saw the African Acrobats show this week!
our favorite festive outfits : )
i dedicate this picture to kate! : )
this little cutie is Neema, and she is always pullin this face!