Just another week in the life.

Had a somewhat rough week, but feeling much better today. It all started on April 1st, no joke, when I was just not able to keep anything down. I was worried I was becoming dehydrated, so I headed over to Piedmont to see if they could help me get some fluids and possibly figure out what was going on. I did not have a doctors appointment, but had been told in the past that if I just needed fluids, then to come right in. Hah, what a mistake that was. Got there at 9:30 a.m. and was told by the receptionist that my doctor was booked. I said no problem, I just need some fluids and will then be on my way. She told me that I had to see someone first before getting the fluids. I said no problem, and that I will take the first available appointment. The only opening was with a P.A. and I said sure. So, after a "2" hour wait I finally saw the P.A. I explained to her all of my recent problems with not being able to keep anything down during the previous four days as well as my concern for becoming dehydrated. Now, I have nothing against her, she was very nice and seemed concerned. But at the same time, she was very busy and was not at all familiar with me and my history and really did not seem to know how to deal with me. The lesson I learned, was to always make an appointment with a doctor. If not your doctor, then any doctor in the practice. She ended up giving me nothing for my vomiting, but did let me get a bag of fluids to help hydrate me. She also set up for me to get some fluids delivered to the house for home use, which was great idea. We finally left the hospital at 2:00 p.m. It was my fault to expect to be able to just show up and be taken care of. Oh well live and learn. Needless to say, my problems continued into the weekend and on Sunday, I was in extreme pain with acute abdominal craps. I had also not eaten any thing in a week. We talked to a couple of on call doctors and they said it was best for me to head on in to the emergency room. The pain reminded me of the time when I was 15 and had appendicitis. The doctors were worried of a possible blockage in my feeding tube or some type of hernia. The doctor at the emergency room was great. It was a short wait though, because they were relatively busy for a Sunday after noon. My pain had been reduced considerably since we left the house since I was able to give myself some of my own pain medicine. I was x-rayed for blockages, and he did not fine any. He then give me some nausea medicine as well as a heavy duty pain killer that had me making up words (wobley was a fave). I was feeling no pain by now of course. He then gave us a couple of prescriptions for the vomiting and nausea. No need to stay over night he said, so he sent us on our way. Not a bad emergency room experience at all if I had to rate it. Anyway, I have been slowly mending from this experience. Still not getting in enough calories, but the vomiting has stopped. My fluid intake has been fine and I am working on getting my calorie intake back up to where I will quit losing weight. I think I am down to about 190 scrawny lbs. Well, that is the latest in what seems like a never ending struggle to beat this. Hopefully with no more setbacks, I will be on my way to feeling a lot better by the end of week. Thanks to all of you out there who are thinking about us and hoping only for the best for us. Love will see us through.