Friday after Dr. rounds the dietitian hung around to discuss upcoming meals and what I would like. She asked if I had trouble with cheese as Saturday was to be grilled cheese sandwich day. I replied that I have never had a problem with it and liked grilled cheese sandwiches. On Saturday the sandwich and sides arrived for supper and although the grilled chees was quite heavy it was also tasty. I finished up about 7 and was quite satisfied.
Normally lunch and dinner still flow through my system and into the ostomy bag pretty quickly, sometimes even before I finish the meal. This time I had only about 150 ml come out and then nothing, zero, zilch. I made note of it. By 9:30 I was in pain. It felt like I had eaten a lead brick and it was parked just below my rib cage. I was concerned because such an event could be the backsliding I been afraid of. Nurse A gave me some medicine for the pain but it only helped a little, maybe got the pain from a 9 to a 7. The pressure remained and I begged for more pain meds but the all powerful drug control machine refused to give them up ahead of schedule. Schedule was an hour and a half away. They called for an x-ray in the room and by the time the tech was finished the machine gave up the meds about 20 minutes early. That dose was enough to let me fall asleep. I woke up a couple of hours later with pressure still in my belly and notably reduced but by no means eliminated pain. Still no output in the ostomy bag. The x-ray had shown nothing unusual so it was just a matter of waiting for things to pass.
Over the rest of the night things slowly eased up and I managed to get some sleep. The Dr. on call came by about 9 this morning and we all agreed that this was not the complication that I had feared but just an acute encounter with a cheese sandwich. There was still no output in the bag. That didn't happen until about two hours ago around 10. They put me on the clear diet for a day to let my system settle down. My stomach and I completely agreed on that course of action. We both needed the break.
It's about noon now and I'm still feeling the effects of the night. Things are not completely settled but they are getting close. Got a feeling this is going to be a slow afternoon with a fair amount of napping. Hope you're having a good day.
Boone
My journey through Chronic Myelomonocytic Leukemia. Or "How to Cure Psoriasis the Hard Way."
This is Pauline, Boone's wife. Every year on or near his birthday, he has his annual physical. His doctor told him that he had "Immature blood cells" and referred him to a hemotologist. To Boone's great surprise when he arrived for the appointment, the hemotologist was an oncologist. They drew blood and the Oncologist, Dr. K, wanted to know why I was not with him. Next visit he said, I better be there. A month later, we went to the appointment. Blood was drawn. Dr. K. said it could be a couple of things, and ordered a bone marrow biopsy. On the 3rd month, we heard the diagnosis of CMML.
3 comments:
Ah the dreaded cheese. Kind of surprise they fed you cheese at all. Seems like they would want to stay on high fiber or something. Guess it's safe to assume we won't be doing cheese again anytime soon.
Hope you get some rest. I am involved with girls play and have driven to Kingston springs and back approximately 8 times this weekend. Working in between trips. Revit is creeping along at a snails pace and I am becoming frustrated. Plan on working the ticket table with laptop by my slde.
Have a good afternoon man. BS
At least they tried. Now you know. You are on your way. You crosssed this hurdle. I'm sure there will be others but the strength you used to battle this one served its purpose and made you even stronger for the next one. But what a fight you needed to muster! Rest for the next one and keep on stretching those rubber bands.
Phil Mickleson won his long fought battle today. I love it when someone works and works and finally crosses the finish line. You will too. I know you will!
Guess the WI trademark is not something to donate to you.
Glad it was the Cheese and not the other problems.
love and prayers,
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