6:56am May 17, 2013

And I am thinking of all these nausea meds because…

I’m pretty nauseated.

Even after the Zofran I just took PRN.

I almost wonder if I should drain my G tube. But I’d be more comfortable waiting the few hours until someone gets here to help me with that. Because I want to be able to measure how much comes out, and I can’t do that in the toilet, and I don’t want to leave the burp cup sitting with bile in it for hours on end.

But I’m pretty sure it’s bile buildup. It feels like bile buildup. It feels like I have stuff in my stomach, anyway, when I shouldn’t given that I’m not eating or drinking, and not lying into a position where stuff would be able to flow backwards into my stomach.

You know you’ve got bad gastroparesis when you can get nauseated and feel overly full, entirely because bile builds up in your stomach, because it won’t drain out of your stomach fast enough. That takes things to a new level from back when I had to eat to feel this way.

But that’s why the tube exists. I’m so glad I stuck out for the GJ tube. If I’d gotten just a J tube I’d still be throwing up a lot because I wouldn’t be able to drain my stomach.

New problem though. I got a syringe that sort of fits around the base of the G tube and allows me to suck stuff out of my stomach better than I can when I just let it drain by gravity. Except.

There’s some sort of seal where the tube meets some other part of the tube, just above my stoma. And if I let the syringe form too much of a vacuum – possibly any at all at this point, I’m not sure – the stuff in my stomach leaks out that weak point in the tube. All over me. And the bed. Which is really not fun.

So I’m not sure I can use the syringe to pull stuff out anymore even though it’s more efficient than gravity. I can try to pull less hard, but I kind of fear that once it’s leaked once, it will leak easier next time and the next time and the next time. And one leak was bad enough. It’s like throwing up on yourself, not something you want to risk repeating in a hurry.

In better news, Fey is sort of curled around my arm with her paws and head resting near my wrist.

I’m also tired from not sleeping, but not sure I’m comfortable sleeping before I resolve the nausea problem.

But Fey’s head smells wonderful as always.