Aubrie riding an spoiled horse.
Malachi my great nephew on Dixie.
Aubrie on Dixie.
Ava on Dixie.
Well, Spring looks like it may stay with us for a while, and that’s just fine by me. It gets so hot and humid here in Arkansas. You feel like you’re in a sauna when you step outside.
My favorite and only two grandchildren are officially out of school for the summer which lends for a very busy summer for everyone. I really look forward to spending a little more time with them each year when school is out.
It’s so amazing watching them quickly change from diapers to young adults. It also gives me a chance to relive some of those precious moments when my girls were this age. I feel double blessed to have one of each at this time in my life.
For some time now, I’ve been experiencing stomach pain so severe it immobilizes me. I am in so much pain I end up having dry heaves and I am well familiar with different types of pain and illness. I have RA, osteoperosus, broken fingers and toes and In the early 70’s having a baby via natural childbirth was the popular mode of childbirth, I had two, so yes I do know pain, but this pain is so severe the only way I can describe it is that it feels like someone or something is ripping my guts apart.
This is the second time in the hospital after six months and many episodes of the severe belly pain. I had an episode while in California on our vacation and spent two days in fetal position on the bed. Not the most fun vacation, I can assure you.
I have beat myself in the brain trying to diagnose these episodes. I have asthma and no stranger to allergies but this has really stumped me. Of course the first thing I tried to do was modify my diet. I’m thin already so I needed modification but not limitation of carbs or calories. I’ve always been more conscious of healthy eating because of living with my Grandmother who was into health food when no one knew what health food was. She taught me how to make her homemade yogurt and soy milk.
I began to eat six or more smaller meals very much like grazing. I cut out nuts and anything deemed hard to digest. But nothing seemed to work. I kept my bowels open and did everything I knew and had learned from herbal study classes and the teachings of my Grandmother, but guess what?
Unfortunately, NOTHING I DID MADE A DIFFERENCE AT ALL!
After the first stay in the hospital I did what my General Practitioner told me to do, “go to a gastrointerologist”. Getting an appointment in a timely fashion was just a little harder than one would think, that is unless you live in a retirement resort city.
One said they had nothing until next year!
WHAT A LAUGH!
Well, guess what Dr. Next Year? I was able to get an appointment in just a week and a half to a specialist that had a 100% rating.
WOW! What is this world coming to?
Shame, shame on you, Dr. NEXT YEAR, you don’t have the better of the two ratings so I’m sure you had room for me, you were “Johnny on the Spot” when I had to have exploritory surgery.
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