Medical Update
Sep. 30th, 2003 03:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lawnrrdI went to a GI doctor today to get scoped. This turned out to be the highlight of my day.
My internist had referred me, telling me it might take a week to get an appointment. But last night I was again in terrible pain, doubled over and crying. So this morning Lauren called my doctor again, who told us to try to get an emergency appointment right away or to go to NYU's emergency room. (More on the NYU connection later.)
The GI doctor agreed to see me at 12:30. As requested, I got to the office early, filled out some forms, and sat and tried to deal with my pain. At about 12:55, the doctor's assistant finally came out to get me, and we went back to get ready for the procedure. Once I sat down, I started to cry again from the pain. I could still change my clothes and put my things in the locker, though.
A few minutes later I got onto a gurney in the exam room. The doctor could tell that I had been crying and that I was dehydrated. He was a calming, reassuring presence who made me feel a little bit better despite the pain. The anesthesiologist came in next we talked for a couple of minutes, and then he started an IV. Once that was established, he gave me some fentanyl, a very strong narcotic that immediately transformed the pain into something I could deal with.
The GI doctor came back. After a few minutes of preparation, they then sedated me and did the scoping. I came to about thirty minutes later in a darkened cubicle that they use for recovery. I felt no after-effects of the scope itself, and the narcotic was still controlling the pain.
When I had recovered, the doctor came back in with the results. I had an "extreme" ulceration, he said: the ulcer was a little over an inch long and entirely circled my esophagus. As he put it, it looked "like a lye burn." He said he also suspected I was being "stoic" about the pain—this, after seeing me cry in his office.
He could not give me painkillers; an esophageal ulcer can perforate, which is a life-threatening condition requiring immediate medical attention. But if I had painkillers, such a thing could happen and I might overlook it. So instead, he doubled my dose of the drug that blocks acid production and gave me another prescription for a drug that coats and protects the ulcer as it heals. It has reduced the pain somewhat. The doctor said I should have a lot less pain over the next couple of days and should be eating normal food again in a week. He said they were going to give me an extra IV drip, while I was there, because I needed the fluids.
Finally, he said, if I couldn't take the pain any more, I should not be heroic, but I should go right to NYU's emergency room so they could admit me for a few days. While I was safely under observation in the hospital, he explained, they could administer painkillers. He was very insistent about NYU, explaining that my internist oversees that ER, and that all the doctors there are scared of him.
So, here I am back home with a coated but still painful esophageal ulcer. I am waiting for the pain to ease enough that I can try a meal-replacement shake. And so it goes. At least I appear not to be dying.
Oh, and did I mention that today is Lauren and my second wedding anniversary?
My internist had referred me, telling me it might take a week to get an appointment. But last night I was again in terrible pain, doubled over and crying. So this morning Lauren called my doctor again, who told us to try to get an emergency appointment right away or to go to NYU's emergency room. (More on the NYU connection later.)
The GI doctor agreed to see me at 12:30. As requested, I got to the office early, filled out some forms, and sat and tried to deal with my pain. At about 12:55, the doctor's assistant finally came out to get me, and we went back to get ready for the procedure. Once I sat down, I started to cry again from the pain. I could still change my clothes and put my things in the locker, though.
A few minutes later I got onto a gurney in the exam room. The doctor could tell that I had been crying and that I was dehydrated. He was a calming, reassuring presence who made me feel a little bit better despite the pain. The anesthesiologist came in next we talked for a couple of minutes, and then he started an IV. Once that was established, he gave me some fentanyl, a very strong narcotic that immediately transformed the pain into something I could deal with.
The GI doctor came back. After a few minutes of preparation, they then sedated me and did the scoping. I came to about thirty minutes later in a darkened cubicle that they use for recovery. I felt no after-effects of the scope itself, and the narcotic was still controlling the pain.
When I had recovered, the doctor came back in with the results. I had an "extreme" ulceration, he said: the ulcer was a little over an inch long and entirely circled my esophagus. As he put it, it looked "like a lye burn." He said he also suspected I was being "stoic" about the pain—this, after seeing me cry in his office.
He could not give me painkillers; an esophageal ulcer can perforate, which is a life-threatening condition requiring immediate medical attention. But if I had painkillers, such a thing could happen and I might overlook it. So instead, he doubled my dose of the drug that blocks acid production and gave me another prescription for a drug that coats and protects the ulcer as it heals. It has reduced the pain somewhat. The doctor said I should have a lot less pain over the next couple of days and should be eating normal food again in a week. He said they were going to give me an extra IV drip, while I was there, because I needed the fluids.
Finally, he said, if I couldn't take the pain any more, I should not be heroic, but I should go right to NYU's emergency room so they could admit me for a few days. While I was safely under observation in the hospital, he explained, they could administer painkillers. He was very insistent about NYU, explaining that my internist oversees that ER, and that all the doctors there are scared of him.
So, here I am back home with a coated but still painful esophageal ulcer. I am waiting for the pain to ease enough that I can try a meal-replacement shake. And so it goes. At least I appear not to be dying.
Oh, and did I mention that today is Lauren and my second wedding anniversary?
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Date: 2003-09-30 01:56 pm (UTC)congrats on the aniversary... hrmm.. maybe celebrate next week
xoxo
-A
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Date: 2003-09-30 02:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-30 02:53 pm (UTC)Oh, and did I mention that today is Lauren and my second wedding anniversary?
Three quick observations:
1) It's astounding how you can often just read an entry's lead and closing sentence, yet pick up the, umm, flavor of the entire piece.
2) Congratulations on your anniversary; I'm sorry it's taking place under such difficult circumstances, and I genuinely hope you feel better soon.
3) That said, I honestly don't think that GI scoping is going to replace cotton as a second anniversary present..
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Date: 2003-09-30 08:38 pm (UTC)fred, that may just go down in lj memory as one of the best comment-lines ever.
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jon, i just finally made it back to this post (haven't been online at all until now today). this sucks. a lot. and i'm really hoping that you're feeling better very very soon. am especially worried after your more recent post. and i'm really glad that you went to the emergency room rather than staying home under such conditions.
i'll be thinking of you.
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Date: 2003-09-30 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-30 06:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-30 03:57 pm (UTC)I often deal with pain I can't avoid by inflicting pain I can control. I hear this isn't healthy, but it works.
I hope your patent bar studying isn't completely derailed by this. :/
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Date: 2003-09-30 04:03 pm (UTC)May next years be better!
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Date: 2003-09-30 04:31 pm (UTC)happy wedding anniversary! (sickness and health, remember)
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Date: 2003-09-30 08:43 pm (UTC)Hope that the throat gets better, doesn't ulcerate.
And hopefully your wedding anniversaries will be better in the future :)
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Date: 2003-09-30 09:26 pm (UTC)Hope you recover swiftly... good luck with everything and congrats on your anniversary... all this pain simply means you'll have to prolong the celebration.
feel better!