I was feeling great. Meds appeared to be working, no pains fro several months, and then: Bang!
That familiar unrelenting pain hits the right side of my abdomen...the one where I just know I'll be in the ER in a few hours...and I was.
CT scan revealed that my Ileum was blocked (again), and that surgery was the likely option (it would be my sixth). Now that is depressing news. But for my CT scan I had to drink allmost 2 liters of contrast fluid, and that sometimes help they told me.
So they gave me morphine to keep the pain away, and monitored me closely. I was rolled down for X-rays every 3 hours trough the afternon and evening. No bovel movemnet at all. Not so much as a fart. In the evening no less than 3 surgeons surrounded my bed while discussing what to do. And the concurred that I would be operated in the morning, as they where all worn out and needed a rest. (my last surgery took 6 hours). I was all dizzy with Morphine. and agreed.
But earlier I needed a shot of morphione every 2.5 hours. But during the late evening I had no pain. And slept trough the night without any pain at all, needing no further pain medication...and in the morning I wake up, and let rip a gigantic fart!
Ten minutes later I am on the porcelaine taking a dump!
I call the nurse and announce to a beutiful young lady that I have both farted and pooped (i felt like a six year old), and by noon I was dismissed, pain free...
That familiar unrelenting pain hits the right side of my abdomen...the one where I just know I'll be in the ER in a few hours...and I was.
CT scan revealed that my Ileum was blocked (again), and that surgery was the likely option (it would be my sixth). Now that is depressing news. But for my CT scan I had to drink allmost 2 liters of contrast fluid, and that sometimes help they told me.
So they gave me morphine to keep the pain away, and monitored me closely. I was rolled down for X-rays every 3 hours trough the afternon and evening. No bovel movemnet at all. Not so much as a fart. In the evening no less than 3 surgeons surrounded my bed while discussing what to do. And the concurred that I would be operated in the morning, as they where all worn out and needed a rest. (my last surgery took 6 hours). I was all dizzy with Morphine. and agreed.
But earlier I needed a shot of morphione every 2.5 hours. But during the late evening I had no pain. And slept trough the night without any pain at all, needing no further pain medication...and in the morning I wake up, and let rip a gigantic fart!
Ten minutes later I am on the porcelaine taking a dump!
I call the nurse and announce to a beutiful young lady that I have both farted and pooped (i felt like a six year old), and by noon I was dismissed, pain free...
