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! 🙃 Bill said that he's getting me this "Radioactive Eggs Survivor" shirt [see photo]. 😆 [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 – the first one being way back in 2000! – so I'm apparently collecting all of the radiation for myself. ☢️








