Tuesday, November 21, 2006
What a crazy night!
Tonight was like any other night. I was laying down in the living room watching TV when slowly but surely I was getting pain in my right lower area. At first I ignored it because it wasn't really anything but it progressively got worse. A couple years ago I had a urinary tract infection and the symptons were the same but slightly different. I was able to pee while I felt this pain so that seemed odd. Nonetheless the pain escalated to some serious heights. By the time I turned off the TV I had gotten very weak and sick to my stomache.
I tried lying down in my bed but it got worse and worse. My mother came home and I looked like death as I was hobbling down the stairs to tell her I was in tremendous pain. She called my father up and he was on his way home to take us to the hospital. It must've taken him 15-20 minutes but it felt like an eternity with this stabbing, constant pain in my right lower tummy area. As we drove to the hospital I was getting worse and worse. I was getting delirious with the pain. (I've never been very good about my pain threshold) Once we reached the hospital to wait and register I was in such dire straits that I was sticking out my arm and crying out to the nurses to bring a doctor for me and then it happened......
I told my mother I needed to throw up but as soon as the word "up" was uttered I had started heaving. I was shaking violently, I got up off my seat staggering around and vomitting like in that scene from THE EXORCIST. Before you know it I was peeling off my jacket and staggering like a sickly man as I got on my knees shaking like a leaf and throwing up as my father took me to the washroom where I was able to kneel again and regain my composure.
I was escorted back to my seat and went to register myself. I was still shaking like crazy, in fact I was shaking and shivering for a good ten minutes after I vomitted. Strangely enough the ailment that had brought me to the hospital in the first place had disappeared. I was suddenly well again but I went through the bloodwork and saw the doctor.
I got interesting news. It seems my glucosimine (sp?) levels are high. This wasn't shocking news as I have been pigging out on lollipops and icing covered cupcakes this month. So that didn't bother me so much as I only really need to regulate my sugar intake to get the levels down. The next bit of news freaked me out:
"you might find this crazy but it could be a gall bladder"
Immediately my alarm bells began ringing in my head. I was a bit scared because well, my image of people with gall bladder is of 40+ year old fat guys and not a guy in his late 20s who's the right weight for his body type. I was also troubled because I felt that I may need surgery. Anyways i'm going back to the hospital tomorrow morning for an ultrasound to see if it's indeed a gall bladder. I hope to heck that that's not the case. I don't need another surgery. I feel like i've had too many surgeries in my life. I know there are people that have had more then I have but still it wears on one to know that they may need to go under the knife for something like the 10th time in life.
So that was my crazy night. I just hope that there are no repercussions to it.
I tried lying down in my bed but it got worse and worse. My mother came home and I looked like death as I was hobbling down the stairs to tell her I was in tremendous pain. She called my father up and he was on his way home to take us to the hospital. It must've taken him 15-20 minutes but it felt like an eternity with this stabbing, constant pain in my right lower tummy area. As we drove to the hospital I was getting worse and worse. I was getting delirious with the pain. (I've never been very good about my pain threshold) Once we reached the hospital to wait and register I was in such dire straits that I was sticking out my arm and crying out to the nurses to bring a doctor for me and then it happened......
I told my mother I needed to throw up but as soon as the word "up" was uttered I had started heaving. I was shaking violently, I got up off my seat staggering around and vomitting like in that scene from THE EXORCIST. Before you know it I was peeling off my jacket and staggering like a sickly man as I got on my knees shaking like a leaf and throwing up as my father took me to the washroom where I was able to kneel again and regain my composure.
I was escorted back to my seat and went to register myself. I was still shaking like crazy, in fact I was shaking and shivering for a good ten minutes after I vomitted. Strangely enough the ailment that had brought me to the hospital in the first place had disappeared. I was suddenly well again but I went through the bloodwork and saw the doctor.
I got interesting news. It seems my glucosimine (sp?) levels are high. This wasn't shocking news as I have been pigging out on lollipops and icing covered cupcakes this month. So that didn't bother me so much as I only really need to regulate my sugar intake to get the levels down. The next bit of news freaked me out:
"you might find this crazy but it could be a gall bladder"
Immediately my alarm bells began ringing in my head. I was a bit scared because well, my image of people with gall bladder is of 40+ year old fat guys and not a guy in his late 20s who's the right weight for his body type. I was also troubled because I felt that I may need surgery. Anyways i'm going back to the hospital tomorrow morning for an ultrasound to see if it's indeed a gall bladder. I hope to heck that that's not the case. I don't need another surgery. I feel like i've had too many surgeries in my life. I know there are people that have had more then I have but still it wears on one to know that they may need to go under the knife for something like the 10th time in life.
So that was my crazy night. I just hope that there are no repercussions to it.
# posted by Chris Fung @ 11:38 PM 
