This past winter, I thought I had a stomach virus, as many in the area were complaining of one. Mine just would not clear up. Have had Crohn's for 50 years (!) and an ileostomy for 42 years. You'd think by now I'd be smarter than I was. Long story short, I let it go on and on. Finally, a friend took me to the emergency room of the local hospital about 3 weeks ago, after all of the diarrhea I'd been having, along with just feeling horrible.
Guess what? I had Salmonella poisoning! And I went into total kidney failure due to severe dehydration. I had been pumping fluids, but as I told my doc, I could have drunk the Grand Canyon full of electrolyte fluids to no avail. I will say the doctors did not listen to me when I kept telling them "THIS IS NOT CROHN'S." I had no pain at all, just constant bag fillings.
I was in the hospital for two weeks, blood pressure bottoming out, just exhausted and sick.
Currently, I am trying hard to get nutritional levels back where they belong, and have gained back a couple of pounds. I can't believe after all of these years, I did not recognize an emergency when I had one. Have dehydrated in the past, but it's been a long time. I guess complacency was my greatest problem, as I've been fairly healthy since my 5th revision 16 years ago.
I hope you're all a bit smarter and more attentive than I was! Now I'm back on the dreaded Prednisone, tapering once again, because my small bowel was so inflamed. Getting doctors to really listen to me was a problem as well. I'm not one to hold back and as I told one of them I've lived longer with this than you've been alive. I begged for diarrhea meds stronger than Imodium (which is useless). They kept saying they couldn't check the diarrhea until they found the cause, thus making it all drag out even longer. They tested me for C-Diff four times. I do volunteer at a local hospice, and am exposed to a lot of very ill people as I do work with the dying patients.
I don't know about where you live, but locally we now have "hospitalists" who come and take over your case. It was horrible. I do not like the trend in medicine at all. My doctor finally came in and took over. The "hospitalist" who did not know me at all was with me maybe one day and rotated within less than 36 hours. Doesn't give them time for anything but a list of symptoms.
I asked if I needed to call my hospice in, and they told me I was entirely too spunky. That made me feel better.
Just take care of yourselves and don't be as dumb as I was this time around! Good grief. If I make it to December, I'll be 70 years on this Earth. Apparently, I needed a good wakeup call and a more than gentle reminder of what can go wrong sometimes.
Guess what? I had Salmonella poisoning! And I went into total kidney failure due to severe dehydration. I had been pumping fluids, but as I told my doc, I could have drunk the Grand Canyon full of electrolyte fluids to no avail. I will say the doctors did not listen to me when I kept telling them "THIS IS NOT CROHN'S." I had no pain at all, just constant bag fillings.
I was in the hospital for two weeks, blood pressure bottoming out, just exhausted and sick.
Currently, I am trying hard to get nutritional levels back where they belong, and have gained back a couple of pounds. I can't believe after all of these years, I did not recognize an emergency when I had one. Have dehydrated in the past, but it's been a long time. I guess complacency was my greatest problem, as I've been fairly healthy since my 5th revision 16 years ago.
I hope you're all a bit smarter and more attentive than I was! Now I'm back on the dreaded Prednisone, tapering once again, because my small bowel was so inflamed. Getting doctors to really listen to me was a problem as well. I'm not one to hold back and as I told one of them I've lived longer with this than you've been alive. I begged for diarrhea meds stronger than Imodium (which is useless). They kept saying they couldn't check the diarrhea until they found the cause, thus making it all drag out even longer. They tested me for C-Diff four times. I do volunteer at a local hospice, and am exposed to a lot of very ill people as I do work with the dying patients.
I don't know about where you live, but locally we now have "hospitalists" who come and take over your case. It was horrible. I do not like the trend in medicine at all. My doctor finally came in and took over. The "hospitalist" who did not know me at all was with me maybe one day and rotated within less than 36 hours. Doesn't give them time for anything but a list of symptoms.
I asked if I needed to call my hospice in, and they told me I was entirely too spunky. That made me feel better.
Just take care of yourselves and don't be as dumb as I was this time around! Good grief. If I make it to December, I'll be 70 years on this Earth. Apparently, I needed a good wakeup call and a more than gentle reminder of what can go wrong sometimes.