I feel so relieved right now. Last week I went to the Emergency Room at Thomas Hospital in Fairhope Alabama because I had chronic pain, swelling in my chest, problems breathing, and a few other symptoms. Now granted I've been sick for the last two years with no hope of knowing my diagnosis, plus I've been back and forth to various Doctor's having frequent check-ups in an effort to discover what was making me so sick. It was a nightmare and I was terrified because I didn't know what was wrong or how to deal with it. I'm such an active person and I like doing different things but I haven't been able to do much of any thing of late because of this illness. It really changed my life.
About a year ago I did some research based on my family medical history and my symptoms; at that time I thought I had a gallstone because all my symptoms matched. I went to my Doctor and informed him that I thought I had a gallstone; this was after my first bout at the Emergency Room (I'm not going to say the hospital name) that went no where. I think the doctor thought I was "another one of those people" who diagnose themselves. Yeah, well I was right. Hello!
Last week I could not take the pain any more, for one my neck had swollen up and my throat was starting to swell then I was having problems breathing and I had so much pressure in my chest that I wanted to rip my chest open.
Any way, I drive myself to the hospital and it's like three hours before I'm seen by a doctor at the Emergency Room. My thought is; it's my hiatal hernia. I had surgery in 1994 because I had a hiatal hernia and I thought that maybe I had re-injured it some how. So they do an Ultra Sound and find that I have a gallstone and it's stuck; it was too big to pass. Then I'm admitted to the hospital and they run a series of test to make sure that it's nothing else. After being in there for two or three days they finally schedule me for surgery. The day of the surgery I discover that they plan to take my gallbladder out. At that point I didn't care I just wanted the pain to stop. The surgery was like 45 minutes then an hour in the recovery room. I actually had an inflamed gallbladder and quite a number of gallstones, so they had to remove my gallbladder. Fortunately for me, you can live without a gallbladder. I was released from the hospital the very next day. The only concern I've had since then is keeping my lungs clean by taking deep breaths and coughing up any fluids.
It's like all this negative energy is gone and I feel so good. I'm still recovering but I feel like I can do anything. I can finally plan for my future and I'm loving that. I'm so thankful to the surgeon that operated on me Dr. John W. Wilson and Thomas Hospital for the wonderful care I received. And I'm so grateful to God for bringing me through this; he really answered my pray. Today I'm all smiles.
About a year ago I did some research based on my family medical history and my symptoms; at that time I thought I had a gallstone because all my symptoms matched. I went to my Doctor and informed him that I thought I had a gallstone; this was after my first bout at the Emergency Room (I'm not going to say the hospital name) that went no where. I think the doctor thought I was "another one of those people" who diagnose themselves. Yeah, well I was right. Hello!
Last week I could not take the pain any more, for one my neck had swollen up and my throat was starting to swell then I was having problems breathing and I had so much pressure in my chest that I wanted to rip my chest open.
Any way, I drive myself to the hospital and it's like three hours before I'm seen by a doctor at the Emergency Room. My thought is; it's my hiatal hernia. I had surgery in 1994 because I had a hiatal hernia and I thought that maybe I had re-injured it some how. So they do an Ultra Sound and find that I have a gallstone and it's stuck; it was too big to pass. Then I'm admitted to the hospital and they run a series of test to make sure that it's nothing else. After being in there for two or three days they finally schedule me for surgery. The day of the surgery I discover that they plan to take my gallbladder out. At that point I didn't care I just wanted the pain to stop. The surgery was like 45 minutes then an hour in the recovery room. I actually had an inflamed gallbladder and quite a number of gallstones, so they had to remove my gallbladder. Fortunately for me, you can live without a gallbladder. I was released from the hospital the very next day. The only concern I've had since then is keeping my lungs clean by taking deep breaths and coughing up any fluids.
It's like all this negative energy is gone and I feel so good. I'm still recovering but I feel like I can do anything. I can finally plan for my future and I'm loving that. I'm so thankful to the surgeon that operated on me Dr. John W. Wilson and Thomas Hospital for the wonderful care I received. And I'm so grateful to God for bringing me through this; he really answered my pray. Today I'm all smiles.
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