I almost died last week.
Friday, August 23, 2013
I have pretty much had the last two months from hell. The absolute worst at work in the three years that I have been there and then a health scare that could of cost me my life if I had not gotten into the emergency room.
As soon as I was out of the hospital I tried to se whether stress could cause my appendix to burst. Doesn’t happen that way. SIGH
I’m not going to address the stress issues at work as I think that I have addressed them with my boss and we will be able to move on. If not, then I will have to search for another job.
I've never been afraid of dying. If it is my time, then the Lord will take me. I'll meet him personally as well as Jesus. I will feel the warmth of pure love. I'll see my loved ones that have gone before me. My mom and dad, my sister Pam and my grandparents. I will not be alone.
So here is my tail of woe.
On Thursday, July 31, I woke up vomiting. I figured that I had the flu. Later in the day my lower right quadrat started to hurt. I figured it was just constipation. By Friday night it was gone.
Over the next two weeks I was fine. Then on August 21, I woke up with excruciating pain in my lower quadrant. I called my PCP who directed me to the ER. My son drove me as I couldn’t see start. After getting to the hospital, running tons of tests including a CT scan. I was told that my entire lower body was infected and loaded with puss from the rupture.
I was immediately sent off to surgery. The infection was the worse he had ever seen. It took him almost three hours to get me cleaned out. It had caused my bowels to close down. It had affected my colon. It was all over my right ovary front and back. The infection had extended to my left side ovary where they discovered a cyst, which they ended up removing. They completely flushed me out and left in a drain.
When I woke up several hours later my ex and both my children were there talking away. It was wonderful to wake up to them. My hospital stay lasted seven days and I think they pumped enough antibiotics into me to cure an elephant.
I’m on the mend, but this made me realize how fragile life is and the importance of talking care of health.
Pain meds are kicking in and it is time to rest.