...Found your site and just had to respond. I live in North
Carolina, but in January had to fly up to New Hampshire due to my father passing away
suddenly. Had not been feeling well and thought I had the flu. At my father's wake, I
started feeling badly and experiencing pain across the top of my abdomen, not a usual
place for appendix pain. Asked my sister to take me to her home. When I arrived, I
started throwing up and continued to do so throughout the night. The next day she took me
to the emergency room at the hospital where she works. They admitted me, but were not sure
what was wrong with me. After two days of blood tests, x-rays, cat scans, and carious
other tests, they thought I might have ruptured my appendix, but were still not sure until
they did surgery on the third day. Apparently it had ruptured several (!) weeks
previously, but as I had been on an antibiotic during that time, it had masked the
symptoms. So for several weeks, I had a ruptured appendix pumping some mighty bad stuff
into my body. I also developed an illus, a shutting down of a portion of my intestine due
to what the appendix was doing to me. Bottom line is, that what is normally a few days
stay in the hospital turned into a 19 day stay, 2 weeks of which was in ICU. Came closer
to dying than I want to come for a VERY LONG time. Still moving mighty slowly due to still
being weak and have little stamina, but each day seems to be a little better, so that
makes me mighty happy when I compare that to the alternative of what could have happened.
Larry |
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