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Join Date: Dec 2013
Posts: 5
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New Member
Join Date: Dec 2013
Posts: 5
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Ended up in the ER again new years day, after spending my whole new years ever night bent over in stabbing pain as the laxative they put me on (miralax) tried to work.
I cried. and cried. I was so weak and in pain I had to hold onto the walls to get to the bathroom and nothing really came out.
At the er they reviewed my XRAY from last time, and decided it was best to do an enema.
So i got my first enema, and the most powerful one they had. Milk of magnesia and that stuff they put in your stomach if you OD on something, not charcol, the other thing.. I forget the name. My body rejected the first one. They tried it again, my body rejected it. Expelling the enema fluids and nothing else.
So they tried a double attack, i had to drink this nasty 8oz bottle of some liquid laxative, wait a half hour and then get another one of the enemas. This time, full dose all at once. SO PAINFUL.
It worked. It turned everything into liquids. And keeping it clean and not TMI... lets just say, I spent hours on the commode they provided me with, and...i pity who had to clean the room up.
I was sent home with another Zofran prescription, and one for Lactulose. I have a family doctor follow up tuesday and then seeing my neuro wednesday for evaluation.
Ive been stuck at my parents, as with this condition and my post concussive Ive realy had a hard time taking care of myself. Only 25...
Going home for a day or two to tend to my cat, trying to get what I need from there like mail and stuff, and going from there...Then back here for 3 days to sleep for more appointments.
Then the following week PT and OT will most likely get aggressive again and see me twice a week.
Ive been trying to eat things that are good for digestion, or consume things like hot tea etc that help you go. Today was bad... I didnt go much....
=/ Worried. Im extremely depressed and cry all the time.
My best friend treats me like **** and hardly pays attention to me.
andIm lonely.
I go to bed crying.
I wake up crying.
I cry, all the time.
Oh, and currently no income whatsoever. I have a cent in my savings, and -400+ in my checking.
Feeling really defeated........ I want to give up....
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