Me this morning on my 72nd birthday. HAPPY TO BE ALIVE!
I am slowly getting my energy back after being at death's door. Yesterday I saw the surgeon who took out my gall bladder. He said I am almost well now. He showed me a photo of the gall bladder, filled up with what looked like black stones. Awful. He had wanted to take it out the first day I was in the hospital but the other doctor was afraid I wouldn't have made it through the surgery. I had blood poisoning and no white blood cells and was extremely weak. So he waited four days and pumped me full of antibiotics. And today I am alive to celebrate my 72nd birthday!
The doctor said it will be about two more weeks until I am completely well but by Monday I can swim for twenty minutes. I am looking forward to that.
I had so many interesting experiences in the hospital with my friend Leslie. I can never thank her enough for insisting on taking me to the hospital and then staying with me the entire time. I was happy to remain at home, floating away. It was very peaceful. I know I would have died if I hadn't gone to the hospital. The doctor told me that yesterday. That peaceful floating away feeling was dying. I am not afraid to die now. And I am also grateful to be alive today for my birthday. I cannot say enough good things about the hospital and doctors and all the people who work there. I will always have good memories of my time there, even though it was iffy that I was going to live through it. And thank you all for writing to me and encouraging me. And of course I can never thank Leslie enough for saving my life and staying with me through the entire process.
The entire time in the hospital, four days, including all the tests, the operation, and the doctor's charges came to 12,000 American dollars. I may have been able to have had this done for free at the IMSS hospital but after my awful recent experiences with IMSS I did not trust that I would have survived in there. I had constant attention in the Puerto Hierro Sur hospital. That would NOT have happened in the overcrowded IMSS hospital. My life is worth 12,000 dollars! At least I HOPE it is worth that much.