Originally Posted by sharona97
Dusky1228,
What an amzing comeback!
I, too went through a near death experience, subject to another day.
But the complications that have developed because of the DX is not allowing me to effectively work in my usual arena.
I truly envy you that you are working, despite the suffering that I'm sure is hard to endure. I hpe things continue to progress forward for you and I wish you the best.
Sharona97, I also am not working in the "same arena" (I love that wording, actually!), though still in nursing. I love my job, and I figured that I wold have pain anywhere, whether I was home on disability, working at a job I loved, or working at a job I hated. I chose a job that it turns out that I really enjoy. I work on my own a lot, without supervisors or managers nearby, since I am out in the field all day. When I work with co workers, I have a great team of co workers and friends who not only are aware of some of the medical problems, but also help out. When I was developing my illness last year, it was actually a co worker (and good friend) that I work closely with often who persisted in making me call the doctor when I did. I am very stubborn, and we nurses can be even *more* stubborn, and while I knew I was more ill than I wanted to believe, since it built over some time, even *I* didn't realize just how critical I was. I worked with him all day the day before I was admitted, and we had to stop often so I could vomit. I kept having to make sure I was sitting when I saw patients because I was so lightheaded that I was afraid I was going to fall, and yet I felt better when I sat so I was convinced I would just get better if I rested. And all the time, the indescribable excruciating pain in my right hip just increased to intolerability. The morning I was admitted, my friend called to see how I was feeling, and I was so bad, and told him I felt more awful than ever, and that I hadn't urinated since about 12 hours before, and the pain in my hip was intolerable. I told him I needed to run a few essential errands but I just wanted to go to sleep. He pushed me to call the doctor, and then, God bless him, he insisted I call and then said he would "call back in 15 minutes to find out what she said" which left me little to no choice. It was the right thing to do, because when I got to the hospital, and thankfully the doc paid attention to the hip pain, even though I was in full-blown kidney failure then (they gave me 25 liters of IV fluids in the first few hours I was in the ER) because the MRI showed all the free blood in my hip. At that time, the doctor told me I would have no woken up if I had gone to sleep, because I still was actively bleeding into my hip and there was very little blood left (where it really belonged, anyway). So it was an "interesting" life experience, one I never want to repeat, even though I have to constant reminded from the residual pain from the next hemorrhage that occurred last January when my car door closed on my left leg (never good when you are on Loenox....)
Sorry this post was so long-it was somewhat cathartic though!
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But my pain is much better this week and my body is finally getting used to all the new meds. Had to get a pill box to keep up with them all. 
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--- I have loads of good intentions!!!
