OK, when last I wrote I was saying that if things didn't get better, I was going to Kaiser. They didn't, so off we went.
for all the grumbles about Kaiser, the San Jose ER is one of the best I've ever seen. We were quickly brought back, the nurses and staff were great, the doctor wasted no time getting me symptom relief in the form of IV anti-nausea and pain meds.
Ah, pain meds... according to kshandra
my pupils all but vanished within seconds of the drug going into the IV line. But for the first time in over a day I felt comfortable.
Long story short: all the lab work was in acceptable levels. It was decided that a CT of the region would be a good idea. That revealed several enlarged lymph nodes in/around my stomach (I was still quite stoned, and didn't really follow the explanation.) This would explain the symptoms, since the pressure on my stomach would trigger the "he's eaten an entire cow! Purge! Purge! Purge!" alerts in the control room (where Ensign Wheatbiscut is securely tied up in a corner being guarded by four stout Irishmen and a lemming.) Alas, there was nothing to purge, which explained my difficulties in the porcelain reading room.
Came home after about seven hours (much of which I slept through, once the meds were in me) with a bottle of Vicoden for pain management. Luckily, I already have a hemo-oncologist appointment for Monday. We'll probably discuss this at length.
I'm feeling much better. i guess getting the pain meds in allowed me to relax enough for things to slip back into their proper places. Or something.