It’s Good To Be Home

As has been mentioned in some comments recently the wife came down with abdominal pain 2 weeks ago yesterday. It was bad enough we went to the local emergency room at 4 in the morning. . They sent her 60 miles by ambulance before noon the next day, suspecting an abdominal blockage, or intestinal kink. After several days of no food, and pumping the stomach of the fluids in constant manufacture there, plus daily x-rays and multiple cat scans with no improvement noticed, they decided to do an exploratory surgery.

Upon entry they immediately saw the problem was an abcessed appendix. It had ruptured at some point, and continued to fester. Appendicitis being a bacterial infection, a lot of the surrounding area was inflamed with pus pockets. With the appendix removed, and the area cleaned up as much as humanly possible, she was left to recover.

Usually, and I thought this was mostly the case, an appendix will go bad and rupure very quickly and is easily dignosed. In this case, and while it is more rare, but not unheard of, the appendix went through more of a slow burn process, and even with the modern tech available was not easily diagnosed. It was suspected early, but they just did not know for sure till they opened her up.

We finally rolled in last night around 8 PM. After living in a small hospital room for 2 weeks it feels oddly strange being home, but at the same time very comforting. It is a pleasure to see the boys, to get my hugs whether I need them or not, and to sleep in my own bed.

The wife is still quite tender having a 6 or 7 inch gash in her gut, that is nicely stapled up in a classic Frankenstein way, and she will require much attention for the next several days. The biggest job before me is to keep her down. She is just not the type to want to lie around, and will soon overtask herself if I am for a moment distracted. I have threatened to tie cinder blocks to her, to keep her from getting up and moving around. She will want to clean something before the day is out. This I know.

It is good to be home. I suspect a nap in my near future… and a lot of work to be done.


4 thoughts on “It’s Good To Be Home

  1. This is good to know. Wishing you all well


  2. Thanks Mak. Things are slowly getting back to what passes for normal. As I suspected it is hard to keep the wife from doing too much, but her condition improves daily.

    Sleeping in my bed is such a grand extravagance. I finally got to plug a guitar into a tube amp yesterday, you just have to have the experience to understand how heavenly that is. Having the cat say hello when you walk into a room. Getting my hugs from the kids. It is the little things that make all the difference in getting from day to day.

    Having an unexpected illness strike so close to home, to one you know so well, and being there every step of the way, constantly concerned, being there 24/7 to help with bathroom breaks, and showers, seeing her get hit like 50 times with IV sticks, understanding the immense pain, knowing surgery was a likely outcome, getting little sleep, it takes a great deal out of you. And there was nothing wrong with me, I can’t imagine how hellish it was for her.

    I am glad it is behind us now and would wish the experience on no one. Well, maybe a few internet trolls that come to mind, but I probably wouldn’t put it on them either.


  3. This is all good to hear and I can’t begin even to imagine how it must have been for the missus. It is good to hear there is a semblance of normalcy taking place.

    I know what it means to be back to ones own bed. That I have an idea


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