Catching up!
Hail friends and fellow Rooogies.
I have this evening just passed returned from my far-flung travels abroad. Alas I return wounded.
On Saturday Flour Power and took the precarious journey unto the Wollon of Gong.
We met our Friends (Julz & Lawry) and spent the day doing all manner of strange things. Uni-cycle riding, playing boulder-dash etc.
In the evening we watched V for Vendetta and Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek = gore fest.
In the morning however, for reasons unknown to me I awoke in agony. NO EXAGGERATION! ! ! AGONY!
I could hardly speak I felt as though a barbed spear had been thrust into my abdomen and was being twisted about.
Jezamay called an Ambulance and I was whisked away to hospital. It was all a blur from that point.
I remember a Doctor holding me still and a nurse swearing whilst trying to insert a long needle into my arm.
Then another.
Then another.
Black out.
I awoke for a moment to see I had a drip in my arm. The pain was simply horrendous. I writhed about on my bed and then a doctor called "Another 10 of morphine!"...
Lights went out again.
"It's okay baby." Someone was stroking my head. It was my Jezamay.
Pain...
Another dose of morphine...
Black out
The last time I awoke I could hardly move the world seemed muffled and my arms felt they were made of lead.
The pain had subsided somewhat.
A nurse entered and informed me I had a kidney stone and that I had torn the tube that connects my Kidney to my bladder. An embarrassing procedure ensued... Doctor entered and informed the worst was yet to come...
Anyways this damn post is getting rather long so I'll cut it short... lots of blood... lots of pain... lots of needles and morphine...
I went home to Julz and Lawry's house and stayed there another night... the next day Jess and I came home and here I remain. The pain still plagues me...
If I get bad pain again it means and I quote "A ruptured kidney, if this happens it is IMPERITIVE that you call an ambulance and come straight here. If you delay you could get Septicaemia and die."
Eeeeek!
*Am a little frightened*
I have this evening just passed returned from my far-flung travels abroad. Alas I return wounded.
On Saturday Flour Power and took the precarious journey unto the Wollon of Gong.
We met our Friends (Julz & Lawry) and spent the day doing all manner of strange things. Uni-cycle riding, playing boulder-dash etc.
In the evening we watched V for Vendetta and Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek = gore fest.
In the morning however, for reasons unknown to me I awoke in agony. NO EXAGGERATION! ! ! AGONY!
I could hardly speak I felt as though a barbed spear had been thrust into my abdomen and was being twisted about.
Jezamay called an Ambulance and I was whisked away to hospital. It was all a blur from that point.
I remember a Doctor holding me still and a nurse swearing whilst trying to insert a long needle into my arm.
Then another.
Then another.
Black out.
I awoke for a moment to see I had a drip in my arm. The pain was simply horrendous. I writhed about on my bed and then a doctor called "Another 10 of morphine!"...
Lights went out again.
"It's okay baby." Someone was stroking my head. It was my Jezamay.
Pain...
Another dose of morphine...
Black out
The last time I awoke I could hardly move the world seemed muffled and my arms felt they were made of lead.
The pain had subsided somewhat.
A nurse entered and informed me I had a kidney stone and that I had torn the tube that connects my Kidney to my bladder. An embarrassing procedure ensued... Doctor entered and informed the worst was yet to come...
Anyways this damn post is getting rather long so I'll cut it short... lots of blood... lots of pain... lots of needles and morphine...
I went home to Julz and Lawry's house and stayed there another night... the next day Jess and I came home and here I remain. The pain still plagues me...
If I get bad pain again it means and I quote "A ruptured kidney, if this happens it is IMPERITIVE that you call an ambulance and come straight here. If you delay you could get Septicaemia and die."
Eeeeek!
*Am a little frightened*