teapartysamurai
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- Mar 27, 2010
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A few days ago, when things were looking really black, I got on my knees and asked Jesus:
"Look, I just need to know you're still there. That you haven't turned your back on me."
Then last night I swallowed a piece of chicken that was literally the "bit off more than I could chew" scenario.
For a 30 seconds to a minute I could not breathe at all. I flailed around choking. Made it to the kitchen sink and vomited out water.
After that I could breathe (barely). I croaked out to my daughter to call 911, which she did.
Long of the short. Squad came out. Took me to the hospital. That piece of meat was stuck in my esophagus, just blocking everything. I was vomiting my own saliva, because nothing could move.
They knocked me out, scoped me and shoved the thing down to my stomach to clear my air ways.
But when I woke up, they told me they discovered something, in my esophagus. I prepared myself. I thought they were going to tell me they found a tumor.
They found a rather big ulcer. that was in danger of becoming perforated. In fact, if it had continued, It could have become very serious.
Funny thing is, I never felt it. I literally had no pain with this ulcer. I have no idea it was there. They were surprised I had no pain with it. They said most people would have known something was wrong. I didn't.
If I had not choked on that meat, and had been scoped, I would have never known it was there, and it would have continued to get worse until it was perforated.
They put me on a restricted diet and I'm to see a doctor again in two weeks.
When I got home, I could just feel The Good Lord telling me. "You see that? I AM there. I haven't turned my back on you."
Blessings in disguise. That was definitely a blessing in disguise.
"Look, I just need to know you're still there. That you haven't turned your back on me."
Then last night I swallowed a piece of chicken that was literally the "bit off more than I could chew" scenario.
For a 30 seconds to a minute I could not breathe at all. I flailed around choking. Made it to the kitchen sink and vomited out water.
After that I could breathe (barely). I croaked out to my daughter to call 911, which she did.
Long of the short. Squad came out. Took me to the hospital. That piece of meat was stuck in my esophagus, just blocking everything. I was vomiting my own saliva, because nothing could move.
They knocked me out, scoped me and shoved the thing down to my stomach to clear my air ways.
But when I woke up, they told me they discovered something, in my esophagus. I prepared myself. I thought they were going to tell me they found a tumor.
They found a rather big ulcer. that was in danger of becoming perforated. In fact, if it had continued, It could have become very serious.
Funny thing is, I never felt it. I literally had no pain with this ulcer. I have no idea it was there. They were surprised I had no pain with it. They said most people would have known something was wrong. I didn't.
If I had not choked on that meat, and had been scoped, I would have never known it was there, and it would have continued to get worse until it was perforated.
They put me on a restricted diet and I'm to see a doctor again in two weeks.
When I got home, I could just feel The Good Lord telling me. "You see that? I AM there. I haven't turned my back on you."
Blessings in disguise. That was definitely a blessing in disguise.