I really cannot complain the past year as been incredible as far as my Gastroparesis is concerned. I have been eating more of a normal diet...maybe not as much as I should be but definitely more types of food then I have eaten in the past three years. I have put on some weight, gotten some color in my face again, most people would not even know anything was wrong.
Until last week that is...
I am not sure what brought it on this time but those same old familiar pains were back and then came the nausea. By Tuesday morning when it was time to get up for work I just couldn't force myself out of bed. I slept a lot Tuesday hoping when I woke up I would feel better...no such luck. Each time I tried to get up that wave of nausea came over me and back down I went. I was really starting to get scared at this point. I didn't want to go through this again! I have been feeling so good...almost normal. I couldn't go back to that sick feeling ALL the time. I could not make myself eat or drink and that is the worst feeling ever. Knowing the one thing that will keep you out of the hospital you just can't do.
Rick was amazing through it all! He got up took Jess to school and called me all throughout the day to check on me. I really didn't want him to see me like this...weak, vulnerable, scared. He didn't need to see me he could hear it. On his way home from work he asked if I was dressed. I couldn't imagine what for he knew how I felt. I said yes in sweat pants, he told me that was fine as soon as he changed we would be going to the hospital and he knows I am always cold so sweats would be good. I immediately said I didn't want to go...he was not going to take no for an answer, there was no point fighting it.
We got to JFK a little before 7pm and was in a room in the ER within about 30 minutes. For once they actually listened to me and just treated me for my Gastroparesis instead of testing me for all kinds of other nonsense. So after an IV of fluids, a shot of Zofran for the nausea, Pepsid for the acid in my stomach, and two shots on Dilantin I was feeling MUCH better and we were home a little after 10pm. I even ate some oatmeal Rick fixed for me.
I have to say I am so thankful for Rick being there. It was really comforting to have someone there for me. He talked to me, showed me photos on the iPad, and started to watch a movie with me anything to take my mind off why we were there. He never left my side even though I know he must have been starving after working all day. He is the kindest, gentlest, most caring person I know and I am lucky enough to have him in my life.
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