Going to be a long one

Guess where I spent the night last night! Any guesses? It was a freaking blast!
The ER. That weird pain came back after supper last night, and got so bad I couldn't sit, stand, lay down or anything. I just was constantly up and down in pain, and I swear it was worse than all of labor ever was. Around midnight, I went up and woke Dennis up in tears and told him it wasn't going away. After watching me in pain for a few mins, he said to get my mom to stay with Kristopher because I was going to the hospital. I tried to fight him on it because we have a crazy deductible, and I've been trying so hard to save for injectibles if it comes to that. But, a few more minutes went by, and mom saw my pain and said I have no choice in it, that if I didn't get out to the car then, they were calling the ambulance.
So, we live a good 45 mins from the closest hospital, and it was the longest drive ever. Oh and right before we left my stomach finally did me in (TMI) I had a very bad crap attack. It wasn't diarrhea but definitely not normal. We get to to the hospital and I had to have him sign me in while I made another dash to the restroom.
I get out and they took me back right away and I got into a STAT room. They did an IV and 6 tubes of blood, and a urine pg test, and checked for a UTI. I explained that I was in the middle of a medicated cycle, and that it was too soon to tell if it worked, or if I am very early pregnant, and they claim at this point it would be too early to matter. So I was given an injection of I forget which med for nausea, and another one for pain. The pain one only worked for about 5 mins and I still couldn't lay down, so they did one more and then I was zoning out. They came in around 2:30 to tell me that u/s isn't in till 7am, so I'd have to stay and rest till they were in, and that all my blood work was fine. They said it was for sure a gall bladder attack, and that the u/s in the morning would show how bad it was. So, I sent Dennis home to rest and figure out a plan for Kristopher, and I zoned from 4-6. It was about impossible to rest. I had a panic attack and they had me on the bp cuff, and pulse thing, and that beeped every second. So as soon as I'd fall asleep, I woke up fast thinking it was my alarm. And then they finally removed it at 5:30, only to turn around and check me a few more times and be annoying. So I'm going on basically no sleep and everyone went to work because I was stubborn and said I'm fine.
So, the u/s was at 7:30, and shows that I definitely need the gall bladder removed. And it has stones. It is an ASAP thing, but not enough that they would just have kept me and done it today to save me a lot of money. If I can't get rid of the pain, I can come back in and they will do it then. I called already to get a referral to the surgen, and they can't see me for the refferal till Monday afternoon. And, they won't just call it in. I got the number for a good one from a friend at the better hospital, so I'm going to call them shortly.
I called the study nurse and had a meltdown on the phone when she said she hopes I'm ok. She said they are going to see me a little earlier on Monday, so that we will know Monday about the progesterone levels and if I did in fact ovulate. I'm really worried now about if I did, what then? She said they will still do it, but the doctor would recommned me to someone who specializes more in pregnancy related issues. Monday will be too soon to tell if I'm pregnant though. She assured me that if it shows I did not ovulate, they will not boot me out of the study. They will do a special exception thing for me to stay apart of it, and I shouldn't have to take more than a month off of it.
My mind is racing and I'm so freaking scared and upset right now. I have a ton of questions for anyone who would be willing to email me and share their story about the gall bladder surgery (Amanda? Chasity? Anyone??) My email is under my profile....
I need to make a few more phone calls and then I better take these meds and lay down. The pain is still there, not nearly as bad but definitely noticeable, and I feel barfy. Kristopher's watching movies for the rest of the day, and dad is supposed to help out.
I'm also highly pissed that they wouldn't just do the surgery today. They had someone there that could do it if it was emergency enough (around 10am) and I was discharged at around 8:30. I was going on 12 hrs of no food, barely any drinks, and it could have saved me a ton. Now instead, I had that copay today, another for the referral, then a specialist copay who knows how many times, and then the surgery deductible. If they would have just admitted me today to have it taken care of as an emergency, I wouldn't have had any fees! Evil hospital!