The Guts Man found a polyp and gastritis, and took a few biopsies, the results of which I will get on Saturday.
In the meantime, I get to go back on the iron tabs, and stop eating wheat – one of which was making me feel heaps better, but I had to revert so that the tests wouldn’t be a waste of time.
Oh, and I have gastric reflux, which I have known for about 4 years, but now I can see a picture of it.
And the worst part? A toss up between the foul liquids you have to drink before hand (and the fasting for nearly 2 days), and the horrible, violent liquid diarrhoea, which I still have, despite being allowed to eat this afternoon.
The best bit? Apparently I’ve lost 6 kilos since I’ve been ill. No idea where I left them, but having no appetite might have something to do with it!
So. Now to play happy and nice until Saturday without freaking out.