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Trip To ER ...
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Trip To ER ... Had a breakout of my Auto Immune Disease out of nowhere. Within 2 days, I had a high fever and severe infection, the same place I had surgery at towards the end of last year ... Off to ER I go. Antibiotics stopped working quite awhile ago, and only cause side effects now, so they aren't really a viable option. For almost 20 years, I have been dealing with this, with numerous surgeries. It never gets any easier having to get cut open. It's even worse when it's not scheduled and I have to ER ... Due to no preadmission testing, the docs couldn't take the chance of putting me totally out. Some of the supplements, plus, my piercings, and the normal no food or drink stuff. Due to "life happens", I didn't have anyone there with me. While I waited, for what seemed like fucking forever, for the docs to decide what to do, I amused myself by playing games on my tablet, trying to keep up my spirits, not show that I was sacred to death. Finally, I broke down into a panic attack while texting away frantically ... Back in they come - nitrous. This wasn't even close to being anywhere near a good situation. The toxins were invading my bloodstream - at a rapid pace. After being up hooked up to all the monitors, the girl held the nitrous mask over my face. Totally conscious of everything, in goes the big long needle for numbing, my<b> screams </font></b>deafening. They give it bout 10 minutes for it to take effect - or not. Meanwhile, the whole time, I'm sucking up the gas. Talking me thru, they make an incision. Then another one. Then another one. Felt them "open" my skin - this was not pleasant. She asks how I am doing. Guess my "FUCK YOU" answered that question. I get a breather, then scraping out of the poison, multiple times. Tons of blood seeping out of my wound. I'm not opposed to my own blood - just prefer it when it's a good ouchie. She keeps telling me that I'm doing fine, just keep breathing in the nitrous. There was so much bad stuff, she had to dig deeper. "I FUCKING HATE YOU BIATCH". On the verge of passing out, they had to stop again, reminding me to keep breathing. They kept asking my name - guess to make sure I was still fairly alert. Then, back to scraping and pulling my skin apart. After bout 45 minutes, the procedure is finally done. Now, she has to pack it. Another "FUCK YOU", as she shoves the packing deep into my incision. Next, they clean up the bad blood, bandage me up. I'm on nitrous for bout another 15 minutes. Now the flow of flow of oxygen. Returning a bit later, I can get dressed, they are do my discharge paperwork. Onto to CVS to pick up my meds, I park and wait. And, puke. Several times ... The next morning when I woke up, there was this slimy "wet" feeling. The bandage blood covered. My niteshirt and the bed sheets stained. Back to ER I go. I'm allergic to regular tape, so they use paper tape, which I still have a reaction too. So, yeah, causes me a nasty rash. After cleaning up my wound and re-bandaging me, back home I go. By this point, I have 2 days worth of hospital smell on me, and would kill to get a fucking shower and wash my hair, which is still off limits. And, apparently, I am pretty fucking cranky ... The next day I continued to be drugged up on Vicodin, and, getting my appetite back a little. By that nite, I felt like a total skank. I haven't seen water for way longer that I am used to. On day 4, back to ER I went for a wound check. They took the packing out - put a bandage back on. They told me that I could shower - THANK FUCKING GAWD. It hurt like a mother fucker, once again, getting the bandage off. My skin as already sore and tender. And, the pulling out of the packing wasn't exactly fun. 45 minutes in the shower, letting the water flow over me. Washing my body - several times - my hair - several times. I just can't comprehend how some people are ALLERGIC to being clean ... Had a follow up with my regular surgeon for a follow up. He talked again of the skin graphing thingy if we have to keep cutting in the same places. Definitely not fond of that idea - not at all. I'm healing, adding another character scar add to my life. I still continue to remain in good spirits for some kind of relief from my Auto Immune issue. Hope only stops when you give up on it, and, and I'm far from that ... One day at a time ... keeping a positive mindset can make all the difference in the world ...    In Luv, Lite, Laffter ... |
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Trix, I am so sorry you had to go through this again my friend..how awful.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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Trix, I am so sorry you had to go through this again my friend..how awful.. In Luv, Lite, Laffter ...
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I hope you are feeling better. Embrace the suck
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I hope you are feeling better. In Luv, Lite, Laffter ...
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