Diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis (UC) in 2009, it has not been easy to grapple with this debilitating autoimmune disease as a college student. Although the details can be embarrassing to talk about, we are all humans at the end of the day. Hopefully this blog will help you understand what living with UC is really like and maybe even gain some perspective.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Back to the hospital I go
I am back in the hospital after some of the worst days of my life. I have had terrible pain around my belly button, probably resulting from a blockage of my upper intestine. I went the ER at five in the morning after I started throwing up just from pain. The pain also went to my spine. They gave me anti-nausea medication and morphine, discharging me in the afternoon. I voluntarily hadn't eaten anything in 26 hours. The ER gave me a really strong pain killer called Dilaudid, which seemed like the only thing that could keep me out of the hospital. I started feeling nauseous before I even took it and couple hours later I started throwing up and just couldn't stop. The only thing I had eaten in 30 hours was half a protein shake. I had to back to the ER. When I had left earlier in the day, the ER told me that if I needed to come back I could just be admitted straight away and skip the ER. However, when we got to Admissions it was closed and I had to go the ER. I couldn't walk because I was throwing up everywhere so someone found a wheelchair and they took me to the ER. I couldn't stop throwing up or shaking so it took a while for them to get an IV in with anti-nausea medication and morphine. After a couple hours they transported me back to the hospital and the floor where I recovered from surgery. I got to go in an ambulance! That was exciting, except for the reason why I had to go in the ambulance. It took a while for my new location to get me anti-nausea medication so I started throwing up again, but this time it was just dark green because I had thrown up absolutely everything else. The doctors had to give me a different kind of anti-nausea medication to finally make me stop. I kept waking up at night in pain and I can push my morphine pain button but it doesn't even help. Today, two days later, I still haven't eaten anything but I am allowed to chew on ice chips. The doctors think I might not have absorbed prednisone pills correctly and by consequence gotten a blockage and inflammation. So now I am not eating and on liquid steroids again. Hopefully I will get better. I feel ok right now but suddenly I feel worse and only time makes me feel better. This post is disorganized but no one even knows for sure what is wrong with me and I get confused about what happened when. All I want is not to have my second surgery postponed so that I can go back to Georgetown in the fall.
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I'm sorry to hear you're having such a rough time of it. I must admit it scares the bejeezus out of me as I just scheduled my surgery for the end of June with your surgeon. Here's hoping you get better soon!
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