Essay Non-Fiction posted November 10, 2017

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Sometimes, medical problems can rock our world.

Life and Its Tragedies

by c_lucas

A few weekends ago, I was faced with a medical situation that threatened my life. I went to bed thinking I had an upset stomach. At three o'clock on a Saturday morning, my caregiver rushed me to the Emergency room. We were told to wait until a room was available. That changed when I threw up on the floor. A room was quickly found for me. A few hours later, I was admitted to an inpatient room and scheduled for surgery first thing Monday morning.
All it took was an MRI showing my small intestine being strangulated by a herniated stomach muscle. Protocol called for permission from my primary doctor, my Urologist, my Cardiologist, and my Kidney Specialist. Some were slow to respond. One doctor requested an office visit a week after my emergency surgery for a follow-up, but it didn't happen for 2 more weeks.

My caregiver was informed of my true condition. Having my Medical Power Of Attorney, she authorized the surgery for a triple hernia repair. A three-day hospital stay turned into six days, My nursing home stay for rehabilitation expanded to 14 days.

Now, I am home under bed rest (ha, ha, ha!) {comment from my primary caregiver} for the next six weeks. She is a retired Navy Corpsman. She jumped through the hoops and became a registered nurse. The civilian nursing organization does not recognize military medical training. With twenty three years of military training, it turned out that she was more experienced than her teachers. With a stroke of a pen, she was reduced to student.

This is the second time in two years that Virginia, the retired Navy Corpsman, has saved my life. That I'm indebted to her, goes without saying. She is truly my Angel of Mercy. I will return to my writing when she gives me permission. I am allowed one hour on the computer for every two hours of bed rest. Yes, she rules me and I have benefited from her care.

I'm a stubborn, old man of seventy-four. I have learned not to argue with her. The commercial size rolling pin mounted within view keeps me focused on following her instructions; a private joke. She doesn't argue with me. She lets me have my way until I see - er feel the pain from the errors of my way. - I feel blessed having her as my Medical power of attorney and care-giver.


Thank you, Anne for the use of your image: "All Folded Up."

I feel I owe my reader the real reason for my absence. It will be at least five more weeks before Virginia will ease up. There are other problems waiting in the wings. There is one good thing I have learned from her care. I have lost almost fifty pounds
under her care. Midnight snacks have almost become a thing of the past.
Pays one point and 2 member cents.

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