I can't tell you how much I appreciate the concern about my tummy, guys. Very seriously. And, you're all correct, it was way past time to do something.
It means a lot when people yell at you. :-)
As it turned out, I didn't even need Crunchy's dulcet coo of "dumbass!" to get me motivated.
All I needed was the emergency room.
Ha, I hear you crow, "told you so!"
Yes, you did. :-) and yes, you were right.
I'll keep this as short as I can; other fish to fry; but, Sat evening, the nausea got uncontrollable and the vomiting rate was up. So it's time for urgent care. Saturday night is our standard choice for emergency room visits.
I lucked out and got my old family doctor who knows me intimately, and is sharp as they come. Just to prove everything, not that I had to, I threw up for him.
He's been friend as well as doctor for decades; he checked everything; liver function, etc etc, blood, urine, barium swallow/injected vascular visualizer CAT scan.
And. Nothing. very slight elevated white count, tiny bit of protein in urine- and nothing. Definitely no cancer, etc.
SEE!? Told ya.
This is my life story. "yup, you're sick- but we can't find it."
Then, for more fun (I LOVE artificially berry flavored barium) - one day later; Smidgen started throwing up, at 7PM. Spice started at 9 PM. Smidgen stopped around 4 AM, Spice about 6.
Pretty clearly, my urgent visit was not an escalation of the chronic problem; but a case of "stomach flu" (aka food poisoning) grafted on top of it.
Got the CAT done for the chronic thing, anyway.
We're all still recovering from the food poisoning; gripy stomachs; and it looks like square 1 for the chronic.
Who knows, maybe the food poisoning will knock out the chronic, right?