So. You might have noticed that I haven’t been around here since last Sunday.
That’s because I’d just scheduled my post at We WriWa on Saturday when the worst pain I’ve ever felt grabbed me under the belly and bit down hard.
I just came home from the hospital yesterday.
My pancreas, for no discernable reason—seriously, they don’t know why—decided to dissolve itself with its own enzymes and by the time this was determined, I was sustaining heavy renal damage. The only treatment was to not feed me, while pumping me full of gallons of fluids and antibiotics and calcium and drugs and, one assumes, liquid exhaustion.
Frankly, it’s difficult to sit up enough to type, or want to. I’m still having trouble eating—I’m lugging 24 pounds of fluid I didn’t have four days ago. It saved my life, but it’s terribly uncomfortable now and there’s only so much I can do to get rid of it without ruining my electrolyte balance and going back to the ER.
I have bruises like blackened bananas up both arms from IV needles and blood draws and shots. I have a regimen of six huge horsepills a day. Dude, we aren’t talking about the diarrhea; I can’t.
But I’m alive to be embarrassed and cranky and in pain. All my loved ones, more than I thought I had, stepped up to help save me.
I’ll take it and I’m grateful to be alive to do so.
I reserve the right to complain about hauling my water weight to the bathroom every twenty minutes, though. I earned that.
Yikes. So glad to hear to your are on the mend. Serious thing, the pancreas. Sending good wishes and quick healing your way.
Dang! It’s terribly uncool when bits of your body gang up on you. This is not a democracy, pancreas!
Feel better soon!
Holy moly. Take care of yourself, and heal up. I’ll put you on my list of people to pray for and send healing vibes your way.
OMG …. hope the road to full recovery is a speedy one. Sending healing vibes across the seas!
Your pancreas didn’t attack your wit. So I assume you will be back better than ever. Besides you have a lot of prayer on your side. Just by the way my book is out on Amazon, Joseph Beth, and Barnes and Noble online. Talk to you later about that–when all the internal attacks have ended.
Oh my gosh, Sarah! What a scary experience. I hope you’re feeling better soon.
XOXO
Good glory and blessings, Sarah. I can’t imagine, but I’m sending the best possible thoughts your way. ((hugs))
Siobhan
Sarah, so glad to hear you are on the mend, but so sorry you’ve had to endure this. Sending healing waves and virtual HobNobs across the pond. XO
Yikes! Please let people take care of you enough to get well. I’m keeping a good thought.
Hang in there! Post a short update when you can, please? BIG HUGS!
I really hope you feel better soon. It’s never fun to go through a medical emergency.
Ouch, and stuff. Sorry that this grabbed you. I’m glad you’re on the mend. (You are on the mend, aren’t you?)
OH my! Take care you wonderful woman. Thoughts and prayers for you!
Hugs, hugs, and more (gentle) hugs!
I will be praying for you!
Oh my word, Sarah! I’m with Teresa, hugs, hugs and more hugs!!! Please let me know if there’s anything I can do to help. We miss you like crazy and I hope you feel better soon.
This is so damned scary, and here it is 6 weeks after this post and you are still in the hospital. I thinking about you and sending all of my good joo joo your way, Sarah. And lots of hugs.
Sending healing thoughts your way, hope you’ve had some (major) improvements. Missing were-duck (& you)
Just stopping to check in on you, girl. How are you holding up? Hugs to you.
Don’t know if you check this much these days, but I wanted to wish a Merry Christmas to you and your family. Hoping that your health is improving and that your life will resume some normalcy soon. All the best in 2016.
Wow and ow. What a way to have to welcome the new year. I hope you feel much better soon.
Hey Sarah, hoping your journey to wellness continues at a good pace. Big hugs to you.
Oh, Sarah, please be well. Say hello if you can. Be back if you can. But please be well.
[Prayers. Many many people praying.]
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