Update or Holy Sh*t where did that come from?!

Well the biopsy went well and I thought I was out of the woods, at least until the test results came in.

Boy was I wrong.

I don't know if the tumor moved because of the odd and painful angle I was in and pinch my guts more, or if the pizza and beer (1.5 slices and 2 beers) I got myself as a reward was a bad idea, or some combination, or something else, but last night was NO DAMN FUN and today is not super great either.

I've had attacks of what I self diagnosed as pancreatitis before. This felt like the worst of them. Pain in the middle of my torso radiating to both sides and so bad that I needed help to leave the couch or to move from lying to sitting. Even with help pretty much every more illicted something ranging from a uncomfortable grunt to a mild scream. The thing that made it seem like maybe it wasn't pancreatitis was the fact that my whole belly was noticeably distended. Not just the top, where the tumor keeps trying to push my stomach out, but everything from the top to just about the undiscovered country. I finally made it to bed around midnight and found that rolling over to the right was a VERY bad idea. The left was OKish though so I went with that. Finally around 3 it died down enough for me to get some sleep.

It's still there today, but not as bad. I have to walk slow, as any jarring hurts. The belly is still puffy and tender but not as bad. Solid food is out of the question. I don't want to tempt fate, and I've felt a bit nauseous through this hole thing. It's almost lunch time and I'm half way through a bottle of orange juice. For dinner, I may try to make use of the smoothy kit that the hella-cool McMillers brought over (that was VERY, VERY nice. Thank you.). Yay!

If it doesn't feel significantly better tomorrow, I'll go back to Dr. Szeto and see what's up.