Wednesday, September 24, 2014
All was going good in the morning, I knew I couldn't swim, the pool was closed. I went home to see if there was a message about my wedding rings being done, so I ate some fresh broccoli at home for lunch. I headed back to work and was already feeling a stomach ache. It was getting more achey by the minute. I told my co-worker about my stomach ache and she thought I might have gas from the broccoli, so I had some of the melting Gas-X strips in my desk. I took one, nothing. so I took a second one and nothing. I went into the bathroom and thought, If I could only throw up, I'd feel better. Couldn't throw up. So I went back to the same co-worker (HR) at 2:30 and said I was going home, since my stomach ache was really hurting now and was going to lay down at home. (just a side note, my work is maybe 1.5 to 2 miles from the hospital). I left my work and headed home, I thought! I got to my first stop light, which is about 3 blocks from work, my hand were going numb. I was hurting and feeling like I had to throw up, but now I was on main street. No way to stop and puke along side the road. With my hands going numb, I was really scared and knew I had to go to the ER. Luckily it is always on my way home anyway. By the time I got to the ER my hands were not only numb, they were starting to disfigure like an arthritis patient. I was so scared and shaking. Walked into ER and told of my symptoms. I was told to strip down and a beautiful hospital gown was added. IV started. One million questions coming at me. The pain continued to worsen with every minute. I was sweating and breathing so uncontrollably, I thought I was going to faint. The nurse said it would be good to faint, then it wouldn't hurt. They wanted to xray me and expected me to walk to the xray room. ARE YOU KIDDING ME! Then I was "rolled" into xray. Then when I was there, the xray tech said for me to scoot to the edge of the bed and "stand" for the xray. I couldn't stand up by myself. I was so out of it. The tech was irritated with me. She called for help to get me to stand up. Two smaller women had to help me to stand. They quickly shouted "snap it" twice and that awful part was done. I then remember them rolling me on my side and putting me on a slide board. I guess I had a CT scan. I remember opening my eyes and seeing this round machine above me. This whole time I hadn't contacted any family. When I was back in the ER I told them to call my husband. (around 4 pm). I was supposed to meet my sister after work for exercise or going to get my rings. I usually get done with work at 4. My sister had called my husband asking if I had a meeting or something. He said he'd have me call her. Then he got the call from the ER. Poor guy could only sit and watch me flail around, cry and moan. The Dr explained things to my husband and next thing I remember is someone saying "we're gonna knock her out right here". Next time I opened my eyes, that I remember, is being rolled into my room around 10 pm. I saw my husband, mom and dad and my sister Betty.
Here's what happened: I had a hernia in the fat tissue that holds our intestines in our body. My small intestines went through the hole and was choked off. The Dr had to cut me open and discovered that 150 cm (approx 50 inches) of my small intestines had died. So they cut it out and reconnected what was left. I was doing pretty good, until Sunday, Sept 21, when I had some of the same pain I had on Sept 4. I went to ER and had all the tests ran again. No blockages or abnormalites were found. I just have to eat a diet that is a little more soft and just becareful. I am so grateful for Doctors and nurses who can handle all these situations. I finally went back to work on Sept 22 and taking it really easy.
So I am sorry if I haven't been around to help all my Spark Friends, but I had to get my life back in order. Today starts my return.