… I had yet another visit to the Sussex hospital. The wrist injury which happened on the second Thursday in January, was followed by a over night admittance on the second Thursday in February.
I drove home early Thursday afternoon due to the storm. Thinking that the pea soup served at lunch didn’t quite suit me, I immediately went to bed for a bit of a lie down, hoping the cramping would stop. DH should have known something was a miss when I was feeling too miserable to eat supper.
By 7:30 I was in the bathroom singing to the flush with non stop vomiting and severe stomach pain. Stubborn is my middle name so it took another two hours for me to admit defeat and allow DH to drive me to the hospital. By this time the storm was raging.
Upon entering the hospital, the projectile vomiting began again and I christened the lobby. Despite my grand entrance, the nurse was extremely helpful and rushed me into a johnny sheet, an i.v. pump and a shot of Gravol.
X-rays, blood test and a few examinations later, I was diagnosed with a bowel obstruction. The nurse and doctor on staff were so helpful. The morphine, anti spasm medication and industrial strength anti-nausea medication made the pain almost bearable.
DH was told to go home and return by 8:00 the next morning as the surgeon would then decide if surgery would be an option. Poor DH, the usual 20 minute drive home took an hour and a half due to the storm.
By noon on Friday the surgeon determined the medications were doing the trick and surgery would not be necessary. After a few more hours of monitoring I was allowed to go home on a liquid diet.
Thanks to the morphine Friday and Saturday are a complete haze. Today I’m feeling much better, somewhat apprehensive as to what the second Thursday in March might bring.