Previously my stomach was disintegrating (OK, not really, but I felt like it was) and finally after throwing up blood I really did visit a doctor. I saw the specialist yesterday (I couldn't go earlier as we were traveling) and spent this morning getting an endoscopy.
Basically they numb your mouth, pump you full of drugs until you are pretty much passed out, and then stick a tube down your throat into your stomach. The tube has a camera so that they can see exactly what part of your insides are messed up. Luckily for me, I am only a little bit messed up (I have a small tear in my esophagus).
I'm actually very glad I went. All I have to do is to take a pill every day for the next three months, which will supposedly fix me right up. The doctor was awesome and didn't even tell me to give up caffeine. I asked her about it and she said, "How can you do that when you have a baby? Mothers need coffee! And wine in the evening! That is too extreme." My kind of specialist. (I am also smug because B has been constantly on my case about giving up coffee--he is right of course but who wants to do that?--and now I have MEDICAL advice that it is all right.)
The only downside was that all day I felt sort of loopy and sedated. (I had to sign consent forms telling me I couldn't drive, operate machinery, sign legal documents or make any important decisions today.) Luckily it's a quick acting sedative, so by tomorrow I should be back to my old self (or rather, better, as I can have coffee in the mornings again!!).
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