Where Were We??

Hey Y'all!
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!!