I had a really big scare today. I got a call at work this morning from my sweet husband's boss. He said Steve was having severe abdominal pains and that he thought he should take him to the closest emergency room. After running in and telling my boss, I flew out the door and drove as quickly as I could to get to Steve. He was on the other side of town, so it seemed to take a really long time.
When I got to the ER, they had already taken Steve back to Triage, and I found him there, in terrible pain. They got him into a room within 20 minutes, and it didn't take long for them to put in an I.V., take a boatload of blood, give him something for pain and nausea, and get him sent up for a CT scan.
After several hours, the result was that we found out Steve has a very large hiatal hernia. I was so relieved that it was not worse. My mind had spun all sorts of scenarios best not even voiced, and mainly, I just feel grateful. He's home and resting this evening, armed with pain meds, nausea meds, and anti-acid meds. We will be avoiding large meals and spicy foods, and he'll follow up with his regular doctor in a couple days.
I feel like I can breathe again.
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2 comments:
oh girl I'm so sorry for the scare and so happy it was nothing worse. My mom and uncle both have those hernias and with both we thought they were having a heart attach the first time they flared. So very scary when we have to sit by helplessly when someone we love is in pain. Take care of your hubby and yourself.
Hugs,
Vikki
Thanks, Vikki! I'm trying to take care of him and myself...easier said than done. LOL!
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