It begins so suddenly. Sunday evening, and I have stomach pains.  I put it down to colic, but the pains are worsening this morning.  I am writhing on the bed.  Later I start vomiting and call the GP surgery.  They agree to a home visit and Dr C is there within half an hour.
“It might be an obstruction, but I can’t be sure.  Try this anti spasmodic medication, but if there is no improvement you will have to ring back”
I wait for Chris to come home from work.  I am really feeling poorly.  I hear Chris’ key in the door and beg him to get me the medication.  I really believe it will help me feel better.  It doesn’t.  By the early hours of Tuesday morning he has to call an ambulance.  I relinquish control.  It is out of my hands now.  They admit me to Whippingham ward in St Mary’s Hospital Newport.
 Dr E is concerned when the pains worsen.  He decides I may have a kink in the bowel but thinks that keyhole surgery will hopefully solve the problem.  I am still on track for my planned trip to Canada on the 23rd.  That is a relief.  My recovery from the keyhole surgery is swift.  The pains have gone.  He finds only a build up of fluid inside me.  He is still unsure of a diagnosis.  They send me home just before the weekend.
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