What I learned from today's doctor's visit:
Things seem to be early stage, so right now, even though they can't determine a cause for the cirrhosis, meds and tests will be the order of business.
Hopefully, the endoscopy procedure tomorrow will give them more to work with.
I've been given a med to lower the ammonia levels in my blood. Apparently, too much ammonia ties in with something that makes you mentally unstable. Most already consider me mentally unstable, so I'm not sure how they would know the difference.
Even though it's a "down the road" thing, I was told should it reach a point I need a transplant, the three closest places are Birmingham, Vandy, and Cincinnati. I refuse to consider any place in Bama because, let's be honest, would any of you trust a Bammer for a major surgery? So that means Vandy or Cincinnati. God willing, I never reach that point.
I have to stop drinking. When my doctor said this, in my head I was saying "no **** Sherlock", but I made sure the words I spoke were much kinder. Seemed pretty self-explanatory when they said "cirrhosis of the liver" my alcohol days were over, but I guess they have to say that for the dumbasses. I will miss LITs and the occasional shot of whiskey though.
Sometimes life knocks you down. I'm not gonna cry about it. All I can do is let things play out. But that's the current update. Thanks to all for the well wishes, kind thoughts, and prayers.