It ‘s hard to sleep through belly pain. Diverticulosis can be painful and difficult to live with. The last couple of days has been no exception. Last night was really rough. There was more pain than usual during an attack. It was accompanied by a deep body trembling chill and a mild fever.
Here I am, incarcerated again in the hospital at 7:30pm. The “adventure” started at 8:30am this morning in the E.R. There were less than a dozen people their when we arrived. Not too bad a wait to get in. Once the doctor was convinced that the diverticuli hadn’t perforated he was generous with the pain meds. Finally – relief!! Sort-of, the meds didn’t seem to take at first. The first round was morphine and it didn’t work!! I’m not sure what was finally used this evening, but the pain is under control and I might be able to sleep tonight.
After the CAT scan, the doctor determined I needed to be admitted so they could dump massive-quantities of antibiotic through a “straw” into my body. He confirmed diverticulitis. It’s likely I’ll be here ’til Sunday. With my luck and hospitals, it’ll be just long enough for me to become nasty and obnoxious. I’m not a “good patient”. It’s also possible I’ll be here ’til Monday too. That sets the odds of reaching the obnoxious stage, better than average.
It’ll be a while before I sound up-beat about not having an attack for nearly a year, as both my Mom and Dad pointed-out.
This really sucks!

Orlando Ex. Arpt, FL
Get well soon and don’t be too rough on the hospital staff…
Thanks!
Fortunately, hospitals don’t talk to each other or I’d probably have my face on an “Un-Wanted” poster in most hospital lobbies.