I've been a little MIA lately.
At first it was because I was buried in work and stuff I needed to get done before our vacation to France on Friday.
Then it was something entirely different.
This was the arm candy collection I wore yesterday on my birthday.
I spent 14 hours in the hospital emergency with acute debilitating abdominal pains. Basically the worst pain in my life. Ever. Even when I put my back out and couldn't stand or walk this was worse. I had a case of the silent screams. The ones you see on the movies when people open their mouths but nothing comes out? Yeah that was me for the first four hours at the hospital. I couldn't walk. Had to be pushed around, keeled over at the waist.
After 4 hours and 4 morphine drips through my IV that did nothing whatsoever to quell the pain 2 shots of dilaudid directly into my vein finally did the trick. I came down from the "what is your level of pain between 0-10" and mine was 15 to the level of pain that was tolerable around a 5.
Although I was tentatively booked in for exploratory surgery to see what was going on (2 ultra sounds later they still had no idea) my pain subsided enough to put that idea on hold until I could talk to my Dr. and see if a more drastic plan of action was needed. I left the hospital with "diagnosis unknown" against the Dr.'s orders to be kept overnight. I pretty much need to be strapped down against my will to stay overnight in an hospital.
I hate…I mean HATE hospitals. When I was 5 and had my tonsils removed I screamed and cried literally the whole time and my Mom embarrassingly recalls that I called the Dr. a few choice names (insert swear words that no 5 years old should know here) to express my displeasure with the whole thing. Since then I can't step foot in one without freaking out on the inside.
Three summers ago I broke my elbow and didn't go to the hospital for 3 weeks to get it checked. In fact when I finally went to see my family Dr. after 3 weeks she was the one that insisted that I go to the Emergency. So you see…it takes a lot before I will step foot in a hospital.
I've been dealing with "lady issues" for over a year now. I have kept thinking that I could avoid a major surgery and would be able to slide by any hospital stays. After yesterday I have to reconsider because don't want to be spending 3 days out of every month at the hospital filled with drugs. This is the second severe episode I had. I didn't go to the hospital for the first one.
So…the trip to France is now cancelled. Postponed until later this summer. I have an appointment next week with my Dr. to decide on the next steps for me.
If you were wondering why I haven't been around visiting blogs or posting that is why.
I am coping with the pain management now so hopefully I will be back to normal in a few days.
Now you know the worst birthday I ever had.
I figure it can only get better after this now …right?
