First time for everything ...

I went and had my first unfill yesterday. It was very small but man the difference is crazy good!

Before Chicago I had started to notice that I was having a little heartburn here and there, but not anything that I thought I should be worried about. I thought it could be stress or that I was eating too much too fast. Well, wait ... let's back up a smidge. On Aug 29th I went in for a fill and ended up getting .4 and was OK with that. However, the tech said that my pouch looked a little bit stretched which had me semi-freaking out. Fast forward a couple of weeks and this is when I started noticing the heartburn.  But there was a lot going on and I thought it was me. So I figured I'd work on it and see how I felt after Chicago. While at Bo0bs2.O I was able to eat just fine - not too much, but plenty - and wasn't noticing the heartburn as much.

Then after I got home I noticed I was a lot tighter and the heartburn was coming around every evening. At the end of last week it was becoming a big annoyance. I was having a hard time drinking anything more than water, which is bad since I take some medication in liquid form that is mixed in with orange juice. I could barely take a sip without it just sitting there, crazy. And I was starting to contemplate taking some Tums or something for the heartburn. That made me think that I should probably go to the doc.

I called yesterday morning to see when they could get me in. Fortunately they said I could come that day, at 2:30pm. The receptionist at the surgery center where I get my fills is just a grumpy lady in general I have decided. When I called I told her I thought I needed a small unfill because I was having some heartburn and having trouble with liquids esp in the mornings. Her comment - in a quite condescending tone - was "Well, are you able to keep anything down at all?" To which I repeated myself (which always thrills me) and she sighed and scheduled me to come in that afternoon. I'm tossing out a big 'ol WHAT.E.VER. to her. :)

I got there and went in to the fill room, both techs were awesome about the whole thing. They said that I absolutely did the right thing by coming in, that anytime you have heartburn it isn't a good sign and that that was the whole reason they were there and that I should never feel bad about coming in. That made me feel so much better. The funny thing is that they ended up taking out .4, which is the exact amount they put in at my last fill. So apparently I didn't really need it after all! But on a good note ... they said my pouch looked really good, no stretching anymore.  So whew for that!

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In other news, today has been sucky at work. I even sat here and cried at my desk for a while. It is mostly just frustration. They are pushing to up our work load and have hired several people to help out with that in a few other groups, but I don't get any help. So I'll have more things coming in to me to get done but I will still be doing my part of the job all alone. Pardon my little pity party, I'll get over it soon.

Tonight I am going to an all levels yoga class! Only the 2nd one I'll have ever tried. The last few beginners classes I've been to haven't been challenging enough for me. So I guess that means it is time to move on up to the east side ;) Wish me luck!