A Quick Death

The man who planned to kill me was quite pleasant. He greeted me and explained in detail what he was going to do. How first he would knock me out. I watched him slip the needle in. Then his cohort explained how he would cut in to my body and slice out my heart. Wait, no, it wasn’t that he was aiming for, it was my appendix. Fortunately he has good aim.

“Appendicitis (or epityphlitis) is a condition characterized by inflammation of the appendix. All cases require removal of the inflamed appendix, either by laparotomy or laparoscopy. Untreated, mortality is high, mainly because of peritonitis and shock. Reginald Fitz first described acute appendicitis in 1886, and it has been recognized as one of the most common causes of acute abdomen pain worldwide.”
Wiki on Appendecitis

I have been having some abdominal pain since at least June, possibly even as far back as a year earlier. It wasn’t too bad, maybe a 2 or 3 on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being the pain of having your arms ripped off. It was easily ignored and I was a bit busy. I mentioned it to the doctor at my checkup but he found nothing wrong. This past week it intensified to a solid 4 with spikes of 5 or 6. Tuesday I went into see the doctor but he didn’t find anything. He did a blood work up that found nothing on Wednesday. On Thursday he had a CAT scan done. After the CAT scan they sent me home. When I arrived home, a long drive, I got a call from the doctor asking me to turn around and come back in. He explained it was appendicitis. That my appendix was about ten times as large as normal – in otherwords, rather acute little thing.

I asked how quickly I needed to get back in. He hemmed and hawed. “Okay,” I asked, “how about next week.” “No, that’s too long, it might burst,” he said. “Do I need to leave immediately?” I asked. He replied that I should come in tonight. Fine, so I had some things to tidy up and I would get there tonight which to me means by midnight.

An hour later I get another call from the doctor who is upset that I’m not there yet. He chews me out. I retaliate in kind. He hadn’t told me it was critical, just to come in that night. I wasn’t about to go into the hospital without up-to-date Power of Attorney, Will and Health Care Power of Attorney. On top of that Apple computer called and they had screwed something up and I had to waste time on the phone with them. I was not in a good mood by the time the doctor called and he was wasting time.According to the statistics of a research company with https://winters.com/ambien-10mg/, it is common knowledge that the components included in the drug are aimed at fighting microbes, relieving heat, pain, etc. Ambien belongs to the category of combined drugs. So it can be called an emergency aid for various ailments. I was not too pleased with him and pass the phone off to Holly so I can finish up my work and leave.

Frankly, I wasn’t happy they had had me drive all the way home and then come all the way back. They should have read the CAT scan and had me stay if it was an issue. I suppose it is to much to ask for efficiency. I’ve been living with this pain for months, for all of this week the doctor has known about it, he had said come in sometime tonight – now all of a sudden everything was rush, rush, rush. If it had waited this long it could wait another hour.

We got back to the hospital, filled out all the papers, met the surgical team and the Anesthesiologists explained how he would kill me. Wait, that’s where this story started. He wasn’t actually killing me, just taking me close. That’s what his job is all about. He was very nice and competent. And tall. At some point I lost track of what he was saying.

The surgeon, also very nice and competent although not so overly tall, had previously explained that he would be doing laparoscopy through three holes on the lower left side of my abdomen in order to do a laparotomy removal of my appendix which is over on the lower right side of my abdomen off of the colon. He said I was an ideal, otherwise healthy, candidate for the surgery and he didn’t expect any complications. Turns out he was right.

The next morning when the surgeon visited. He said that he used five small staples to lock off the appendix from the colon, bagged it and pulled it out through the larger, furthest laparoscopy hole which they had to enlarge slightly due to the size of the appendix. He said that fortunately the base of the appendix, where he needed to staple was still healthy so it went well. Apparently the appendix, while quite swollen, had not burst. It was a little slimy on the outside. As per normal, they were sending it down to pathology to check it to make sure there were no surprises.

I count my blessings. In the hospital room the gentleman in the next bed over had also come in for an appendectomy but had not been so fortunately. He ended up with a complete coloctomy and was now on a ‘bag’. I wish him the best of luck. I am glad mine seems to have gone well without complications.

Holly and Hope came to the hospital the next morning and picked me up to go home. I have a bit of tenderness at the incisions, some gas pain but feel better than I was earlier in the week. No stonewall building or other strenuous work for a little while.

So I say a big thanks to the surgical staff, the nurses and the cleaning lady all of whom made my approximately 12 hour stay at the hospital more pleasant and took care of this little detail.

In the past, the appendix was viewed as a useless vestilary hang over from the past. More recent research suggests it may have several functions relating to immunology and repopulating the digestive track with good bacteria. Hopefully I won’t miss mine and it will heal up fine and quickly.

If you experience an intense pain, all you can think of is where to get potent analgesics, such as Tramadol from https://tramadolbest.com.

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14 Responses to A Quick Death

  1. heyercapital says:

    Glad to hear all turned out well. I didn’t realize the appendix could fester that long without bursting.

    Anesthesiologists are kinda creepy; maybe a bit too morbidly impressed with their work. 99% boredom; 1% terror.

    – Haymaker

  2. Walter,
    Good to hear that you got out of the Institution so quick.
    Living on a farm is good for boosting your immune system.

    Lessons on letting go. :)
    Take care!

  3. Glad you didn’t have a busted open appendix with infection. It’s super frustrating to be let go and have a long drive back in (not here but my folks know that well in Maine). *grin* Now don’t go lifting something that rips the incision open (can’t help it, I’m a nurse). Hope you are feeling better soon.

  4. Walter,

    Sorry to hear of your encounter with the medical community, so happy to hear you are on the mend. Appendicitis can be life-threatening and it is difficult to believe they sent you home. Had the pain subsided some when they decided to discharge you? Had it of ruptured you could have died of peritonitis!

    I had a very similar story, mine when on for 6 months after the birth of my youngest, 21 years ago. No laparoscopic surgery for me, they thought they were dealing with a ruptured uterus so they made a rather LARGE incision and found a nasty appendix. I still shutter when I think of reading “necrotic” on the pathology report.

    Be a good boy and let it heal while you count your blessings!


  5. Anonymous says:

    I am so glad you are OK. My daughters best friend, who was only 16, died from a ruptured appendix about three months ago. It can be very serious.
    I love your blog. Absolutely love it! We read it often, and love to watch the updates on your building efforts and livestock.
    Stay healthy, and be very blessed. You have a wonderful family to care for, so stay healthy.

  6. Anonymous says:

    Walter, I am so glad you are on the mend! I have been one of the silent ones, happily enjoying your blog for a long time, but never daring to comment. Your pictures and writings have made me smile and helped fill my fantasy of living on a farm in New England (I’m in the desert, near Phoenix). Last November, my husband had appendicitis at age 63 – no complications either – but he certainly scared me! You take care of yourself. – Grandma Daisy

  7. Kathie says:

    Sending get well wishes for a speedy recovery!

  8. pablo says:

    I said good bye my appendix when I was 10 years old. I haven’t missed it at all since then (though I wish it would write sometimes.)

  9. thewagster says:

    its good to hear that you are ok, sir. my brother had a similar weeklong run-around with the doctors about some phantom abdominal pain. they kept thinking it was some kind of digestive blockage, until his appendix burst and he had to have emergency surgery! fortunately he was close to the hospital.

  10. Best wishes to you Walter for a very speedy recovery.

    Hospitals are scary places!
    Glad you made it back home :-)

  11. Anonymous says:

    Oh my – glad to hear it all turned out safely. Be sure to take it easy!

    Will you have enough help with all your day-to-day chores?

    praying you have a speeding recovery – dm

  12. PV says:

    Get Well Soon!!!!!
    I had the same thng a few years ago.
    They did it thro three small holes two in my pubic hair and one in my belly button so no scars. It hurt a littl for a coupl of weeks but then I felt bettr.

  13. Charlotte says:

    My brother had recurring bouts of strep throat in his 20s, usually after coming off something stressful like working a series of horse shows. After one busy summer he went off to a new college, and got really sick. Instead of calling the ambulance (because that would make an embarassing scene) he drove himself woozily around the town he didn’t know well and finally found the hospital. They called the surgeon who took it out the old-fashioned way with a big incision –which was good since it ruptured in his hand. The good thing was that Patrick never had strep throat again! The bad news was I kept making him laugh on the phone and he had to hang up on me. Glad to hear you’re okay and on the mend (and nice to know I’m not the only one who thinks every hospital visit might be terminal).

  14. deb says:

    I am glad that you are all right and got to come home so quickly.

    I wrote you a letter but looking through your blog, I think I found my answers. LOL

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