Seasickness on steroids ...

Wow, I have not felt like this in 15 years! I became violently nauseous last Saturday. I though I was back on a ship in stormy weather. You know, the kind of weather that throws you out of your sleeping bunk. But I was not at sea in stormy weather, I was at home, solid ground, far away from the coast! And I was what felt like seasickness on steroids ... A trip to the doctor, after I awoke from my fever induced slumber, and turned yellow, prompted some tests, with the possibility of me being under quarantine for having an infectious disease (Hepatitis A).

However, Hepatitis A proved to be negative, no infectious disease. So what now? What else can cause me to turn yellow and mimic a stormy ocean?

The options I have are:

a) gall stones, and

b) and inflamed / diseased pancreas.

I hope it is a) then the gall bladder can be removed.

If it is b) then the options are not so clear, the medical journals talk about draining the fluids, about partial / full removal, about chemotherapy etc.

So at this stage I am worried, I am not sure if it going to be option a) or option b). However later in the morning I am going to have the prescribed abdominal sonar to get an idea what is going on.

Option a) I can sort of control and schedule, option b) means hospitalization, more tests and surgery, possibly chemo.

And the only thing I can do is wait till the sonar is done before I can have an indication of what is wrong.

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