RyougaZell
Thu, 08-14-2008, 10:47 AM
So... I'm back guys. Back at last. Since several of you guys have asked me about how I am doing in the bitching thread and the flame pit (thanks to all of you), I've decided to write what went on, how it started and how its gonna be from now on.
It all started in late April / early May. My stomach started acting on me, waking me up in ungodly hours of the morning several times. I asked my usual doctor, an Homeopathologist (is that right?) and he gave me some medicine, but it didn't work. So I was given another one... and thins started to get a bit ugly for me.
As time went by I started eating less and less, because my stomach wouldn't allow me to eat more, and because I felt like if I ate more I was going to vomit. And I started losing weight. 4kg (8.81849049 lb) for the first time. And then I visited an expert, recommended by the Homeopathologist (I still think that word is wrong), a Gastroenterologist.
He made me do some studies and gave me some medicine, which at first didn't do a thing. Then both doctors made me take some studies to determine what was going on. Previous studies had stated I had no bacteria inside of me, probably a leftover toxin from a bad-stated food I ate. The current exam told them I had 'Colitis Ulcerosa' (don't ask me to translate), so they gave me some medicine directed towards it and I started to get better. I had already lost 8kg (17.636981lb) by now, but with the new medicine I started to eat better and didn't lose more weight. Until the damn Yakult.
I don't know if there are Yakult over where you guys live, but its basically a vitamin milk or some shit like that. Don't really care about it. Anyway. Doctors said to start taking lactose again (forbidden by now) and to start with small things. The Yakult. The little shit is about 20ml only, but I only drank half the bottle and did not have any problem. And the other half I left it on the fridge. Big mistake. I drank the other half next day and... my problems went to the top. It seems this damn thing ferments if not drank immediately after opening so... you can guess.
I started to feel bad last week. I even skipped work on wednesday because I had a high fever all damn day.Saw the Homeopathologist that day and he gave me some medicine and the fever went down. That following two nights were of the worst. Stomach made me go the bathroom once every DAMN hour in the night. I went to work like normal on Thursday, but after the same shit that night Doctor said to return home on Friday. I barely spent 10 minutes at work on friday when they told me to return home so I could get hospitalized.
Thus, I entered through Emergency (Urgencias) at 10am, where they took some radiography and took some samples. I was given a room until 5pm. Damn Hospital was full to the top. The room didn't have a window either. And on top of all... the room was on the pediatry area. The Gastroenterologist later said I had gotten a better deal, because the nurses here were better, since they dealed with kids and all that.
At the start of all, I was supposed to enter friday and leave on saturday. But things change of course. First day I was given a laxant to clean up my intestines... damn shit tasted awful. And first damn nurse I was given said to drink the 2 liters (0.528344105 gallons) in less than an hour. Fuck her. I drank two glasses and felt full. Drank a third half an hour later and I vomited all the shit. I knew I couldn't. But the nurse would not listen. Another nurse came, and she said to not follow that instruction. To drink at my pace. I was given that thing at 7pm and ended drinking it at 11pm. I couldn't drink faster without risking vomiting again. I think I also had some slight fever around that time.
Its horrible to drink a laxant. I do not want to experience that ever again. The crappy nurse returned again and reconnected me to the serum (forgot to say it, but all day I had it, previous to the laxant). I told her that because of my condition I needed to go constantly to the bathroom, that if I could take the machine with me. She said no. That I had to call her so she would disconnect me from the serum. Damn bitch took as long as five minutes to arrive whenever I called her. If that is kind... I do not want to see how the other nurses acted. At least, I later learnt she was the only bad one, and fortunately I did not have to deal with her again.
Next morning I was taken to another area, so they could study me. I swear I blinked and two hours passed by. I never noticed when they put me to sleep. I guess it was passed through the serum. Later the results came confirming the Colitis Ulcerosa, but it was not only a bit... ALL of my intestines were like that. Ouch.
Doctor said he needed me to stay three more days at the hospital. So I could get rehydratated (did I write that right?). So I took out my DS and played some missions of FFTA2... then asked my father to get my laptop, so I logged in, said hello on the Bitching Thread and even downloaded Code Geass 18 (damn good episode). Those are the major things that happened on weekend.
Fever came back on Sunday night. Doctor said next morning that my condition should not cause it, so I needed to stay another day to see what was causing it. And history repeated itself so next day I was to stay YET another day. New exams were taken and I had a slight urinal infection, plus a slight cinucitis (dunno how to translate that). And thus I was given more medicine. Tons.
Two nights I vomited green. One of the medicines I had taken was very strong. An antibiotic. But that was that. Oh yeah... exams also stated I was low on Potasium and Hierro (Iron? I dunno if this is one of those words who get two different translation depending on the element or the shit that its on the body).
My hand had gotten fat (inflamada... if I translated the word it sent me to flammable... yeah right) so I had been disconected from the serum. Completely. With the new results I had to be reconected. Thankfully on the same hand, just another vein. New serum was infused with Potasium. And I was to leave next morning. Too bad that night was the worst.
Remember all those news about people who died frozen? Lost on the woods, or just in the middle of the city since they had no home? I can't say I know how they felt, but I believe I have a slight idea now. My arm, the one connected to the serum, was stone cold. It hurt like hell. I asked a nurse for help and she enveloped the arm on a towel. Big help... not. I did not had fever at this stage. Next nurse came one hour later and I asked to be removed from the serum. She refused and brought a hot towel. Big help... not. Once again I asked to be disconnected, but she refused again. Mother, who staid there all time, also told her to do so until she relented. It took about one full more hour to get my arm back on normal temperature. And I finally was able to sleep... at about 5am. I had not been able to sleep during all that shit. At about 6am I was reconnected to the serum with no further problem.
Next morning I told the Doctor and he said he blamed the potasium and that we had been right to ask to be disconnected while the arm recovered. I got another serum and the arm started to freeze again that same moment, so the Doctor told the nurse at the time (the best one I had, not like the first bitch nor the ones of the previous night) to reduce the serum from 120ml an hour to only 50ml an hour. Later that day I was finally released.
Yesterday I arrived home, ate, used the PS3 for an hour, read my emails and thought of making this thread. But I was tired. Dead tired. So I went to sleep at 8pm. I had only got 3 hours of sleep last night after all.
So here I am now. And I think a new pharmacy / drug store is already being installed on my stomach. Each morning, at least for a few more days, I will be taking TEN pills on breakfast. Three on Lunch and Three on Dinner. In some days this will lower.
Doctor said to skip work until monday. Boss already knows. Heck, I talked with him three times during those days. My Boss is cool. I don't think I will have problem with him. Many friends of my mother called, and visited once. One of my brothers, his wife, my sister and his husband visited as well. Two aunts and an uncle did as well. Two older cousins came as well. Mom staid all the time. Dad went when work allowed him to. Even two co-workers went to visit. What kind of surprised me, and made me smile, was that many more co-workers called to see how I was doing. Why did it made me smile? Because they are from the area I left one year ago, Testing. Even my previous boss called!. Heck... that was cool.
Mostly I spent my time on the hospital watching TV. Heck... I think I saw more TV in those few days than I had on all year. I even watche Dragon Ball Z four times a day (different episodes and seasons thankfully).
Doctor said my sickness won't go away. But the medicine will put it to sleep, so I can continue with normal life. I've already started to feel somewhat better. Lets see what happens.
That is all. If you readed everything... wow... I didn't think this would get this long.
It all started in late April / early May. My stomach started acting on me, waking me up in ungodly hours of the morning several times. I asked my usual doctor, an Homeopathologist (is that right?) and he gave me some medicine, but it didn't work. So I was given another one... and thins started to get a bit ugly for me.
As time went by I started eating less and less, because my stomach wouldn't allow me to eat more, and because I felt like if I ate more I was going to vomit. And I started losing weight. 4kg (8.81849049 lb) for the first time. And then I visited an expert, recommended by the Homeopathologist (I still think that word is wrong), a Gastroenterologist.
He made me do some studies and gave me some medicine, which at first didn't do a thing. Then both doctors made me take some studies to determine what was going on. Previous studies had stated I had no bacteria inside of me, probably a leftover toxin from a bad-stated food I ate. The current exam told them I had 'Colitis Ulcerosa' (don't ask me to translate), so they gave me some medicine directed towards it and I started to get better. I had already lost 8kg (17.636981lb) by now, but with the new medicine I started to eat better and didn't lose more weight. Until the damn Yakult.
I don't know if there are Yakult over where you guys live, but its basically a vitamin milk or some shit like that. Don't really care about it. Anyway. Doctors said to start taking lactose again (forbidden by now) and to start with small things. The Yakult. The little shit is about 20ml only, but I only drank half the bottle and did not have any problem. And the other half I left it on the fridge. Big mistake. I drank the other half next day and... my problems went to the top. It seems this damn thing ferments if not drank immediately after opening so... you can guess.
I started to feel bad last week. I even skipped work on wednesday because I had a high fever all damn day.Saw the Homeopathologist that day and he gave me some medicine and the fever went down. That following two nights were of the worst. Stomach made me go the bathroom once every DAMN hour in the night. I went to work like normal on Thursday, but after the same shit that night Doctor said to return home on Friday. I barely spent 10 minutes at work on friday when they told me to return home so I could get hospitalized.
Thus, I entered through Emergency (Urgencias) at 10am, where they took some radiography and took some samples. I was given a room until 5pm. Damn Hospital was full to the top. The room didn't have a window either. And on top of all... the room was on the pediatry area. The Gastroenterologist later said I had gotten a better deal, because the nurses here were better, since they dealed with kids and all that.
At the start of all, I was supposed to enter friday and leave on saturday. But things change of course. First day I was given a laxant to clean up my intestines... damn shit tasted awful. And first damn nurse I was given said to drink the 2 liters (0.528344105 gallons) in less than an hour. Fuck her. I drank two glasses and felt full. Drank a third half an hour later and I vomited all the shit. I knew I couldn't. But the nurse would not listen. Another nurse came, and she said to not follow that instruction. To drink at my pace. I was given that thing at 7pm and ended drinking it at 11pm. I couldn't drink faster without risking vomiting again. I think I also had some slight fever around that time.
Its horrible to drink a laxant. I do not want to experience that ever again. The crappy nurse returned again and reconnected me to the serum (forgot to say it, but all day I had it, previous to the laxant). I told her that because of my condition I needed to go constantly to the bathroom, that if I could take the machine with me. She said no. That I had to call her so she would disconnect me from the serum. Damn bitch took as long as five minutes to arrive whenever I called her. If that is kind... I do not want to see how the other nurses acted. At least, I later learnt she was the only bad one, and fortunately I did not have to deal with her again.
Next morning I was taken to another area, so they could study me. I swear I blinked and two hours passed by. I never noticed when they put me to sleep. I guess it was passed through the serum. Later the results came confirming the Colitis Ulcerosa, but it was not only a bit... ALL of my intestines were like that. Ouch.
Doctor said he needed me to stay three more days at the hospital. So I could get rehydratated (did I write that right?). So I took out my DS and played some missions of FFTA2... then asked my father to get my laptop, so I logged in, said hello on the Bitching Thread and even downloaded Code Geass 18 (damn good episode). Those are the major things that happened on weekend.
Fever came back on Sunday night. Doctor said next morning that my condition should not cause it, so I needed to stay another day to see what was causing it. And history repeated itself so next day I was to stay YET another day. New exams were taken and I had a slight urinal infection, plus a slight cinucitis (dunno how to translate that). And thus I was given more medicine. Tons.
Two nights I vomited green. One of the medicines I had taken was very strong. An antibiotic. But that was that. Oh yeah... exams also stated I was low on Potasium and Hierro (Iron? I dunno if this is one of those words who get two different translation depending on the element or the shit that its on the body).
My hand had gotten fat (inflamada... if I translated the word it sent me to flammable... yeah right) so I had been disconected from the serum. Completely. With the new results I had to be reconected. Thankfully on the same hand, just another vein. New serum was infused with Potasium. And I was to leave next morning. Too bad that night was the worst.
Remember all those news about people who died frozen? Lost on the woods, or just in the middle of the city since they had no home? I can't say I know how they felt, but I believe I have a slight idea now. My arm, the one connected to the serum, was stone cold. It hurt like hell. I asked a nurse for help and she enveloped the arm on a towel. Big help... not. I did not had fever at this stage. Next nurse came one hour later and I asked to be removed from the serum. She refused and brought a hot towel. Big help... not. Once again I asked to be disconnected, but she refused again. Mother, who staid there all time, also told her to do so until she relented. It took about one full more hour to get my arm back on normal temperature. And I finally was able to sleep... at about 5am. I had not been able to sleep during all that shit. At about 6am I was reconnected to the serum with no further problem.
Next morning I told the Doctor and he said he blamed the potasium and that we had been right to ask to be disconnected while the arm recovered. I got another serum and the arm started to freeze again that same moment, so the Doctor told the nurse at the time (the best one I had, not like the first bitch nor the ones of the previous night) to reduce the serum from 120ml an hour to only 50ml an hour. Later that day I was finally released.
Yesterday I arrived home, ate, used the PS3 for an hour, read my emails and thought of making this thread. But I was tired. Dead tired. So I went to sleep at 8pm. I had only got 3 hours of sleep last night after all.
So here I am now. And I think a new pharmacy / drug store is already being installed on my stomach. Each morning, at least for a few more days, I will be taking TEN pills on breakfast. Three on Lunch and Three on Dinner. In some days this will lower.
Doctor said to skip work until monday. Boss already knows. Heck, I talked with him three times during those days. My Boss is cool. I don't think I will have problem with him. Many friends of my mother called, and visited once. One of my brothers, his wife, my sister and his husband visited as well. Two aunts and an uncle did as well. Two older cousins came as well. Mom staid all the time. Dad went when work allowed him to. Even two co-workers went to visit. What kind of surprised me, and made me smile, was that many more co-workers called to see how I was doing. Why did it made me smile? Because they are from the area I left one year ago, Testing. Even my previous boss called!. Heck... that was cool.
Mostly I spent my time on the hospital watching TV. Heck... I think I saw more TV in those few days than I had on all year. I even watche Dragon Ball Z four times a day (different episodes and seasons thankfully).
Doctor said my sickness won't go away. But the medicine will put it to sleep, so I can continue with normal life. I've already started to feel somewhat better. Lets see what happens.
That is all. If you readed everything... wow... I didn't think this would get this long.