Sunday noon I had a sudden pain that had me writhing on the floor and screaming (felt like a horse kicked me in the gut) in pain. It lasted about 10mins and then slowly abated only to come back 5 minutes later...waves of pain. It lasted an hour and then subsided enough for me to be able to lay down...then the vomitting started. Couldn't keep a pill down or swallow a drop of anything without throwing it up immediately.
It lasted 24hrs.
Hubby wanted to call an ambulance but I refused. The SOS housecall service refused to come to my suburb and I knew that the ambulance would take me to the closest hospital (really, really bad) and they would scan, find the occlusion and opperate without my consent as soon as they knocked me out with meds. Hubby tends to listen to anything any medical professional says and believes strongly that they are God.
I think that I was more terrified of the hospital than the occlusion.
By 4am I was pretty sure that I would have to go by morning (the advantage of waiting til Monday would be that I could get my own doc to admit me into his service).
At 10am I finally had some gas output from my pouch and was able to drink a few sips of water.
I am still very, very sore today, back pain and I feel like a heard of cattle ran through my intestinal tract. I have a Cat Scan on Monday (earliest possible date that they can take me)...my doc confirmed the occlusion but thinks that there may be either pancreatitis of some other underlying pathology...I think that it is just adhesions or scar tissue. While he was at it he noticed that my thyroid was swollen and my lymph glands are balistic.
Bad week all round but I am happy that the occlusion has passed (mostly).
Sharon
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