Where I've been...
So, back in April, I started having this pain on my right side. I went to the doctor, and he diagnosed me as having a massively pulled muscle in my ribcage... he gave me muscle relaxers and sent me on my way.
The pain lessened... but it came back stronger than ever a few weeks later. I went to ANOTHER doctor, who sent me off for a 1pm CT Scan. About four hours later, I got a frantic phone call... it turns out that I had massive appendicitis, and if I didn't get to hospital immediately, I was pretty much going to drop dead.
SOOOOOOO... I drove myself to the ER. The doctors were pretty shocked that I was a documented case of somebody having appendicitis for six weeks (you usually end up in ER within a day). They doped me up, and prepped me for surgery... but then discovered that everything was so messed up, I couldn't even have an appendectomy. My appendix had perforated, so they decided to put me on massive antibiotics and let it heal up before removing it. Yes, it has to get better before they take it out (the idea is to limit the complications, and to make it easier to tell what parts actually have to go).
Unfortunately, since I was, you know, almost dead, I wound up in hospital for five days on IV antibiotics. Boy, I love peeing in a jug so they can measure it 6 times a day. After being discharged, I began a two week course of oral antibiotics (4 times a day, 42 nausea-inducing sessions in total)... and now I have to wait a month and change for the actual surgery. There's going to be a low-level pain until then, but it's nothing like it was before. Whee.
If you're looking for an awesome weight-loss plan, I suggest a perforated appendix. Unfortunately, you can only do it once.
The pain lessened... but it came back stronger than ever a few weeks later. I went to ANOTHER doctor, who sent me off for a 1pm CT Scan. About four hours later, I got a frantic phone call... it turns out that I had massive appendicitis, and if I didn't get to hospital immediately, I was pretty much going to drop dead.
SOOOOOOO... I drove myself to the ER. The doctors were pretty shocked that I was a documented case of somebody having appendicitis for six weeks (you usually end up in ER within a day). They doped me up, and prepped me for surgery... but then discovered that everything was so messed up, I couldn't even have an appendectomy. My appendix had perforated, so they decided to put me on massive antibiotics and let it heal up before removing it. Yes, it has to get better before they take it out (the idea is to limit the complications, and to make it easier to tell what parts actually have to go).
Unfortunately, since I was, you know, almost dead, I wound up in hospital for five days on IV antibiotics. Boy, I love peeing in a jug so they can measure it 6 times a day. After being discharged, I began a two week course of oral antibiotics (4 times a day, 42 nausea-inducing sessions in total)... and now I have to wait a month and change for the actual surgery. There's going to be a low-level pain until then, but it's nothing like it was before. Whee.
If you're looking for an awesome weight-loss plan, I suggest a perforated appendix. Unfortunately, you can only do it once.