Updating: since Sunday, almost 1 week I have been in a hospital. I came via Rescue Squad with only a sheet and my wallet
I had gone though weeks of head congestion , coughing , draining which stopped. Then sweats that were drenching as I got weaker and weaker , mostly staying home . Then I had a night I had to crawl from the toilet and after considerable time was able to pull myself up on the bed . It was very scary and I didn’t want to repeat any of this horrific experience. I became more and more dehydrated. So Sunday a week ago I was urinating tons , sweating and vomiting and realized I might have appendicitis. and called the rescue squad .
They took me to Radford and I don’t remember much but “exploratory “ surgery was done ; I had a raging urinary infection and my appendix had blown. I was given a combo COVID test ( strains of flu etc) and put in a room where later another lady with COVID joined me .
I have been given lots of RX , urged to get up and walk etc. ( way too weak) and to go to rehab .
I never felt I was going to die but never saw this coming . My legs which have become weak are much weaker. I want to rest but a busy hospital it’s not the place . I know I need nutritious food and water but that’s not happening. I do have a group of folks around me that help. Friends began calling today and plans have been made.
Pathology reports state that I had 12 polyps removed and 1 was cancerous. Some of my colon was removed. Chemo was mentioned and it’s not an option.
My choice is to go to this rehab where I have choices and therapy , my own room and healing foods and protocols to snuff out the offensive cancer and regain my strength .
I tried to contact sons but they’re busy/ not interested and maybe joy-filled at my newest challenge ?!
I welcome prays and faith that I can and will be fine in time .
I acknowledge the importance of what got me here ; a spiral of disposal and cutoff from support and finances by a former partner whose rejoicing
Blessings & Peace