My mysterious stomach infection (after the appendix op) in the Faroes. It was awful. I couldn't breathe properly as my chest hurt so much, I was spewing and sh!tting what looked like pesto pasta, it hurt to drink water. Then I had to go for a CT scan and drink 2 litres of milkshake fluid. It was agony being wheeled to the scanner going over every bump on the corridor, then I had to put a cup on my sack to protect my spermy army, the cannula snagged on the sheet as I did it, started bleeding and then had to shuffle myself onto the scanner...absolute agony.
Later that evening they came to change the cannula because the blood had dried all over it. It took SEVEN attempts to put it in. I was so dehydrated they couldn't find a vein. I had a nurse on one side of me, a doctor on the other stabbing my veins. They put me on morphine later on. Smacked up to my t!ts on it.
For about 4 days I couldn't eat or drink. I was up most nights just sat up trying to sip water by the toilet, knowing that as soon as it hit my stomach, it'd come back up again. They put me on a drip soon after that.
We still don't know what it was, but it was not nice at all. Easily the most painful thing I've been through.
Later that evening they came to change the cannula because the blood had dried all over it. It took SEVEN attempts to put it in. I was so dehydrated they couldn't find a vein. I had a nurse on one side of me, a doctor on the other stabbing my veins. They put me on morphine later on. Smacked up to my t!ts on it.
For about 4 days I couldn't eat or drink. I was up most nights just sat up trying to sip water by the toilet, knowing that as soon as it hit my stomach, it'd come back up again. They put me on a drip soon after that.
We still don't know what it was, but it was not nice at all. Easily the most painful thing I've been through.