My summer hasn't been the greatest
If you are wondering where I’ve been for the past few weeks, well, my summer has been the pits.
I recently ended up back in the hospital with gall bladder problems and continuing my recovery from my leg wound.
Here’s what happened this time around.
Wednesday, June 21, I ended up in the emergency room at Lancaster General Hospital with stomach pain. Well, some antibiotics and a shot, four hours later, I was heading home, as good as new, or so I thought.
The next morning I work up, getting ready for an appointment to get my leg rebuilt and vomited a couple of times. It wasn’t good, but I made it home from my appointment and asked a friend to take me to the hospital.
That was 11 o’clock in the morning. Again, the ER wanted to release me to come home, but I knew better because the pain was still there. So they decided to keep me and almost 12 hours later I got a room on the fourth floor this time.
It took about five days for the doctors to figure how where my pain was coming from. Those who visited me or called me during that time, know I wasn’t the easiest person to deal with.
Monday afternoon, there was this test that showed my gall bladder needed to come out. Surgery was the next day and the pain went away.
I still have some issues with my leg. There’s an infection and I am on IV antibiotics and started therapy for that on Monday.
The next four or five weeks are going to be critical for my leg.
I don’t want to sugar coat anything with this problem, but I remember back about seven or right years ago when I had my leg taken off. I had a pretty good attitude dealing with that. I think that helped get me back on my feet so quickly. However, this time around, I am very scared that the path I am on with antibiotics and therapy won’t work and I will have a big decision to make.
I’m not much of a religious person, but I have found myself more over the last month praying several times a day. I hope it helps.
I’d like to take this time to thank my co-workers for picking up the slack and also my friends and family for being there when I really need them. I know I can count on them and I really am not sure how to say thanks, but please stay with me through this and I’ll make it.
I haven’t been to a Phillies’ game since April because of my problems. A trip to see the first-place Phillies is in the making and that will help me recover.
I came back to work on Monday and am trying to keep things normal, so I don’t sit around and worry. But it’s been tough.
I turn 50 in about a month and one of my goals is to be walking at that time and be able to make it out to football practice.
I know I need to listen to what the various docs are saying and believe me I am trying.
So, if you don’t mind please say a prayer or two for me and just knowing there are a lot of people out there willing to help and support me is a big help.
I recently ended up back in the hospital with gall bladder problems and continuing my recovery from my leg wound.
Here’s what happened this time around.
Wednesday, June 21, I ended up in the emergency room at Lancaster General Hospital with stomach pain. Well, some antibiotics and a shot, four hours later, I was heading home, as good as new, or so I thought.
The next morning I work up, getting ready for an appointment to get my leg rebuilt and vomited a couple of times. It wasn’t good, but I made it home from my appointment and asked a friend to take me to the hospital.
That was 11 o’clock in the morning. Again, the ER wanted to release me to come home, but I knew better because the pain was still there. So they decided to keep me and almost 12 hours later I got a room on the fourth floor this time.
It took about five days for the doctors to figure how where my pain was coming from. Those who visited me or called me during that time, know I wasn’t the easiest person to deal with.
Monday afternoon, there was this test that showed my gall bladder needed to come out. Surgery was the next day and the pain went away.
I still have some issues with my leg. There’s an infection and I am on IV antibiotics and started therapy for that on Monday.
The next four or five weeks are going to be critical for my leg.
I don’t want to sugar coat anything with this problem, but I remember back about seven or right years ago when I had my leg taken off. I had a pretty good attitude dealing with that. I think that helped get me back on my feet so quickly. However, this time around, I am very scared that the path I am on with antibiotics and therapy won’t work and I will have a big decision to make.
I’m not much of a religious person, but I have found myself more over the last month praying several times a day. I hope it helps.
I’d like to take this time to thank my co-workers for picking up the slack and also my friends and family for being there when I really need them. I know I can count on them and I really am not sure how to say thanks, but please stay with me through this and I’ll make it.
I haven’t been to a Phillies’ game since April because of my problems. A trip to see the first-place Phillies is in the making and that will help me recover.
I came back to work on Monday and am trying to keep things normal, so I don’t sit around and worry. But it’s been tough.
I turn 50 in about a month and one of my goals is to be walking at that time and be able to make it out to football practice.
I know I need to listen to what the various docs are saying and believe me I am trying.
So, if you don’t mind please say a prayer or two for me and just knowing there are a lot of people out there willing to help and support me is a big help.
Labels: Columbia Ledger, Page 4 column
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