can you see how swollen my hands are?
Okay, so if you've been reading my blog for any amount of time
you know I have some health issues.
In fact, just a couple of weeks ago I spent the day in the hospital (again) while they try to discover what's "wrong" with me. Their most recent decision was again that my heart is in awesome shape, but now I have acid reflux.
I said "poppy-cock!" (yup, I said it - it felt appropriate)
So last week Tuesday when I was feeling icky after dinner
I said I refused to go to the hospital.
I said I refused to go to the hospital.
But, after 17 hours of pain that I can honestly say was worse than labor ( I swear)
and almost 3 bottles of antacid, I caved and went to the E/R.
Where I sat and sat and sat.
And well, I complained - a lot.
and almost 3 bottles of antacid, I caved and went to the E/R.
Where I sat and sat and sat.
And well, I complained - a lot.
I almost lied about my name because we have no insurance. They have us priced so high we couldn't afford it. But I can't afford these crazy visits either. So, I did consider lying about my name but I couldn't go through with it.
I was not nice to deal with this time.
I was insistent that I be treated with respect and that
this situation get resolved once and for all.
this situation get resolved once and for all.
So they sent him in.
I think his name was Doopda. I swear.
Something insane like that.
Something insane like that.
He said, "have you ever had an ultrasound?"
(duh - had a baby dummie)
But he meant of my abdomen or chest.
(duh - had a baby dummie)
But he meant of my abdomen or chest.
So, he did it.
And we found my problem.
My gallbladder was not only dead,
but crazy infected and screwing all kinds of things up in there.
but crazy infected and screwing all kinds of things up in there.
I was so sick that they had to pump me full of antibiotics before they could operate.
Which is when they discovered it was as bad as they anticipated
and I know have a wacky incision across my entire abdomen.
Actually I have a couple.
and I know have a wacky incision across my entire abdomen.
Actually I have a couple.
No laparoscopic surgery for me - too dangerous apparently.
So, now, I'm finally home.
After many days of tubes and needles,
pokes and prods, tests and pain meds.
After many days of tubes and needles,
pokes and prods, tests and pain meds.
I'm not allowed to do anything, but I'm in my own home.
I have learned a lot about the medical community. I'll share later.
For now, it's time for me to nap.
And ask for forgiveness for not visiting all of you.
I was busy - kinda - in my room with a view of nothing much.
how gross can one woman get I ask ya!?
Can you shave with a carving knife? Machete?
7 comments:
Hmmm, and I thought Obama was going to make sure everyone would have health care coverage...not holding your breath, are you?
So glad they caught this in time; I have taken care of patients with such badly infected gallbladders that the infection went into their bloodstreams and caused their kidneys to shut down. Not a good time.
Take care of yourself this week. Keep us posted. And if you want to come shave your legs, I'll bring the weed-eater with me :)
My mother almost died from a severely infected gallbladder when I was a baby! So glad they finally figured it out!
And so glad you are home recooping! I remember last July when I was in the hospital from my rattlesnake bite- I begged them to let me go home so I could rest!!!
bee blessed
mary
I am so relieved they finally figured out what was wrong. And it sounds pretty serious. Thank goodness. I hope you are feeling a little better...it's probably going to be a long road....prayers going out to you.
xoxo
Janie
Suzann:
As I started reading your post, I had a sense of deja vu', I swear. Beginning some time last summer ('09), I would go out for dinner and then come home looking for antacid tablets. I thought nothing of it, because I have a propensity for acid reflux. Then on a visit to my mum in WI, I was up all night, a full-blown "heartburn" attack. I had taken Prevacid with me, so after a lot of measured breathing, I felt it had kicked in and didn't think of it again. Small incidents since then. Fast forward to March.
Another full blown attack, and this one wouldn't leave me alone. Yup. Like you, it was my gallbladder with a "large gumball" size stone trying to extricate itself. I didn't need the big incision, but it took weeks to get back to "me" nonetheless.
Please do not rush your recovery. It is going to take a while for you to feel yourself again...especially with your more extensive surgery. I'll say a prayer for your healing, and gratitude that they caught it when they did.
Also...Don't fret bills now, either. They'll be there when you're feeling up to tackling them, and don't hesitate to negotiate. Hospitals really do that these days. I know.
Sorry for the long comment. I just want you to know someone understands.
Hugs,
Donna
oh no, you poor thing. i am glad they figured it out. take care!!
oh wow, I am so sorry you have been so sick, was wandering where you have been....but i am glad they found the problem and hopefully you will be back to good soon!! xo
Oh my goodness! I wandered over here after you posted your sweet comment about my guest post on Sandy's blog and I'm sitting here with my jaw hanging open!
And you're worrying about serving at your church? You sweet thing, you need some ladies to come over with an armload of casseroles!
You were so kind - I pray you'll find some relief and quick healing now that you're home!
Blessings,
Adelle
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