The Experiment - Livin' the Good Life
Feb. 14th, 2014
08:49 am - The Experiment
Due to the fact that I had a "partial" blockage, rather than "complete", and that my family pressured the doctor to take the "most conservative approach", he said we could try just giving my digestive system a rest for a few days and see if the blockage cleared on its own. The dreaded "tube" was inserted (forced, actually) into one of my nostrils and down into my stomach in order to suck all liquids out, leaving it empty. (That was the most painful thing I've ever experienced, other than the last time they did that to me, 20 years ago.) He was going to give it 48 hours. Each day, my intestines were x-rayed to see if there was any progress. So, I had a total of three abdominal x-rays in the hospital, and one in urgent care. The doctor warned me that they almost never clear on their own. That was a discouraging thought, but I kept holding on to the hope that in MY case, it would be different. Early Friday morning, the nurse came in and told me the doc had ordered a catheter for me. I was shocked. WHY? I'm getting up on my own to use the toilet. She said I could refuse, and I did. I wondered if the doc was preparing me for surgery. I never did find out, because after my x-ray that morning, the doctor came in and said, "Good news! The blockage appears to be clearing. So you can go home." We all cheered. It's been a week since I left the hospital, and I'm slowly feeling better and gaining strength. I'm so, so, so grateful that I didn't have surgery. But, now what?