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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