My scintigraphy (gastric emptying study) yesterday morning was overwhelmingly positive, with 53% remaining in my stomach when it's supposed to be less than 10%. So I'm finally getting the gastroparesis diagnosis that we've suspected for years. Yay! π Bill said that he's getting me this "Radioactive Eggs Survivor" shirt [see photo]. π [Side note: that was the first time I've had eggs in years, as we stopped buying them when the prices went up.] I'm having another esophagram on Monday β the first one being way back in 2000! β so I'm apparently collecting all of the radiation for myself. β’οΈ










