It’s All Come Back to Me Now…
I haven’t written in a while because I felt like I was going to die.
Back in June I went to the emergency room for extreme abdominal and back pain. I thought I was going to die with the pain and suffered through it for 45 minutes before I finally told my wife I needed to go to the emergency room. They ran all sorts of tests and basically found nothing wrong with me. They told me they thought it was an ulcer. They gave me a prescription, and a list of things I couldn’t eat. I had the attacks for a few more nights and not consecutively. The pain just depended on what I ate. Eventually it went away and I tried to stay away from things that harmed me and not eat too much.
Well, Monday night I had a slight attack. Then Tuesday as well. I was very careful Wednesday and Thursday. But Friday night… oh Friday night. I had a salad with tomatoes, pizza and some ice cream. About a half an hour after I ate, I knew it was going to be bad. And, oh was it bad. At one point I, again, thought it would have been better if I could just die. Then I went up to tell my wife what was going on. And then it really hit me. It was pure, unadulterated, horrific pain. It was a watershed. I was done.
So, yesterday and today I was so completely careful, yet each night it was back! I am sitting here trying to finish this and I can hardly stand it. My back and chest are so uncomfortable, and nothing is helping.
I hope to be able to write soon…