Today my husband had a State Trooper show up at the front door demanding to know if I was still alive. It so happened, I am! Anyways, I wish to thank my reader in Michigan for calling the police to inquire about my status. I was still in the hospital this morning and my husband called to tell me about it. Well…this is a long story and I am still very weak but…I suffered a total systems failure of my entire digestive tract and completely collapsed. It took days of cleaning out the plumbing, antibiotics fed from an IV and a boatload of morphine to survive this last week!
I went to my regular doctor when I noticed things were going haywire. She gave me meds and sent me home. Hours later, it became rapidly more serious and I was literally beginning to scream with pain and the meds had zero effect because when I drank water with them, it poured right out of my body without the meds taking effect so my doctor told me to I should be on an IV for at least 24 hours.
So…the ambulance took me to this hospital where the day shift was very nice and hooked me up to the morphine/drip and I was feeling less endangered and then the night shift showed up. This doctor from India then declared I was not really very sick and against my loud protests, threw me out again. Well, the morphine still was in effect. I went home and nearly died by 2 am so I drove myself to the top teaching hospital in the region and entered the emergency room. They immediately put me on a morphine IV again but they kept me there and proceeded to do various tests until the condition cleared up which was around last night, a week later.
Now I am home. I can sort of eat and I can drink. Back when I entered the second hospital, I could not even swallow water anymore and would have died in less than three days if that wasn’t fixed and thus, the continuous IV service I needed. All my stuff had to be delivered via IV drips or shot into my main vein. Yesterday I got to eat my first solid food, for example. Lost over 20 lbs during all this.
In all, it was a difficult experience but the hospital staff was quite nice to me and guess what? As soon as I was moved into my room there, I turned on the TV to see them announce the escapee murderer from Clinton Prison was shot and being helicoptered…to my hospital! A flood of cops, prison officials, the governor, the media descended on the hospital making things nearly impossible.
The bed next to me was empty and one of the nurses joked that they would put him there. They cleared out the entire sixth floor of the building and so we all had to double up and I got a delightful lady suffering from cancer who grew up in the Caribbean Island of Puerto Rico. We buddied up and looked after each other’s IVs which had beepers on them when there were blockages or they ran out. We two teamed the nurses by calling in at the same time, hahaha.
I also watched Teen Titans Go! 100th Episode Celebration on the hospital TV. I am still somewhat sane.
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