Or so I thought as the day started. Was feeling normally, nothing stood out as different or unexpected. The day progressed quite normally.
I am a twice over cancer survivor if some of you didn't know. Chemotherapy really did me in and put me on disability. So my days REALLY are the essence of SSDD.
So six o'clock rolls around and out of the blue it felt like someone was repeating stab my stomach with an ice pick. Pain got really bad really fast so I call an ambulance.
Wake up the next morning in the hospital with a bacterial stomach ulcer.
Tomorrow I get a endoscope to see if I can eat food again finally. If the scope and eating goes well then I may get to go home later on Monday or possibly Tuesday.
I am a twice over cancer survivor if some of you didn't know. Chemotherapy really did me in and put me on disability. So my days REALLY are the essence of SSDD.
So six o'clock rolls around and out of the blue it felt like someone was repeating stab my stomach with an ice pick. Pain got really bad really fast so I call an ambulance.
Wake up the next morning in the hospital with a bacterial stomach ulcer.
Tomorrow I get a endoscope to see if I can eat food again finally. If the scope and eating goes well then I may get to go home later on Monday or possibly Tuesday.