OMG! Talk about pain! it felt like someone was twisting a knife inside my stomach every time I ate something. At first, I had no idea what was happening to me. I thought that my years of smoking and unprotected sex has finally caught up to me and this was how I was going to go… painfully. Fortunately, after a $2000 emergency room visit… I found out the truth. I was going to be be missing some of my guts. Needless to say… I was not thrilled.
I honestly thought I could tough it out. I mean, I’m used to pain… maybe not this level of it but I tried to convince myself that I could live the rest of my life dealing with the agony as opposed to having the surgery. I guess I was terrified of going under. My idiot fiance’ told me that if anything were to happen while I was under, it’s not like I would know. Wrong answer, jackass!
Regardless, the pain ended up being too much to handle so I scheduled the surgery and (at the time of this writing) am fully recovered. Now, both my body and bank account have less. At least I can eat dinner without being doubled over in pain, though… so that’s a big plus!