Good gravy, feels like it's been forever.
I'm going to get better. I miss my blog friends and I miss seeing what everyone's up to!
I have to update you all on what's been going on with me...
In February of last year, I went to the emergency room with horrible abdominal pain. They did some tests and found that I had a bad case of diverticulitis. After some IV pain meds and some antibiotics, I came home. I was awfully sore for a few days, but it got much better.
In July, Big Daddy, Robbie and I were out shopping and ended up going through the Drive-Thru at Taco Bell for supper. I had their Mexican Pizza and one hard shell taco. The next morning, around 4:00 AM, I woke with the chills and was shaking and jerking uncontrollably. I was FREEZING! I went out to my car, turned the heat on high, and sat there until I calmed down. This was a Saturday morning. By Monday morning, I was hurting so bad, I ended up back at the ER. This time, I was admitted and was told my colon had perforated. I was there for 4 days with antibiotics and pain meds and was released.
Within a week, I was right back and was in the worst pain ever. They did exploratory surgery and ended up removing 8 inches of my colon ALONG WITH my right ovary. It had gangrene in it!!! I had NO idea!
I went in on a Wednesday night and came home on Sunday morning. All was well, or so I thought.
The following Wednesday morning, I was using the bathroom and felt something pop. My hands started shaking and I was in the most horrible pain ever. We rushed back to the ER again and I made Big Daddy take me to the same entrance the ambulances use. I had horrible chest pains, couldn't breathe, and couldn't stop shaking from pain.
They did more tests again and found that I was suffering from SEPSIS!! I had emergency "clean-out" surgery that evening. During surgery, they inserted a breathing tube and put me on a ventilator, in case I needed another surgery to clean out again. Two days later, I went back into surgery to be cleaned out again. I ended up being on the ventilator for a total of 8 days. My lungs were too weak and they couldn't wean me off.
Now, I have a colostomy bag. UGH! It's been almost 6 months. I hate it, but I am thankful for it. It saved my life.
They are hoping that it's temporary. I go Monday at 1:30 for my colonoscopy. This is my first time with one of those. I'll also have a CT scan and a Barium Enema, to see what's left inside. The doctor who did my surgeries this past summer, has retired. Before he left, he referred me to a specialist in my area who is actually an expert in this field.
I should know, pretty soon, whether or not this can be reversed!
Hope you're all doing well! I've truly missed reading about your lives and I look forward to hearing from many of you!!
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