You never know when it's you're time to go...

SoCaliSon

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You never know when it's your time to go...

I really haven't spoke about it to much but for some reason I felt the need to talk about a recent experience in my life. Until last year I had never had any kind of health issue... and never had any kind of surgery. I hadn't been to the doctor in about a year as I had been healthy. Well...Sept 16th of last year... My life took a turn... What I thought was the stomach flu had kept me in bed on Manday and I decided tuesday morning to take a shot at work... at 7;30 pm in my office at work I started to get tunnel vision and lose conciousness. I went to the restroom where i proceeded to dry heave and woke up on the floor... with my office manager knocking on the bathroom door saying "Are you okay in there?". I splacshed some cold water on my face and went home. I thought I was weak from throwing up all my food... But at about 10 am home alone by myself I started to experience extreme abdominal pain... And when I say extreme I mean to the point that I passed out screaming in pain trying to sit up out of bed. Luckily I passed out and fell out of bed becasue I don't think I would have been able to make it out concious. My GF's sis was home a couple blocks away and came to take me to urgent care, where I sat in the same excrutiating pain for 3 hours until the doc came and saw me and said "Call an Ambulance." They took me 40 mins out to Woodland hills where FINALLY the Doc approved giving me something for the pain... And they told me I would be sent into operation cause it looked like my appendix had ruptured. This was at 9 pm ... I spent all day in the worst pain of my life! The Doc told my Dad who was their shitting bricks that It would be about a 45 min operation when I went in at 10:30 pm or so. At this poiint I was out so this what I was told happened. The Doc went in with a camera and couldn't see anything but a black screen... Which is not supposed to happen. So they cut me below the belly button and found out that I was suffering massive internal bleeding and they didn't know where it was coming from. So the next step was they cut me from just at the belt line in a not so straight line all the way up the center of my belly to just below where the rib cage meets to try and determine where it was coming from... At this point I had lost a lot of blood... and a couple hours in without finding where I was bleeding from... They gave me 1 in 3 chances of survival...And they called in for a specialist who crawled out of bed at 1 in the morning and drove an hour to see if he could determine the problem... Sure enough he found it... and fixed me up. Saved my life...
The doctor told me on my follow up visit a month later... That normally people in my situation don't make it. This is the exact same thing that killed John Ritter, and with him he was diagnosed with stomach flu and sent home where he passed... This is what makes it so dangerous. So here I am... Breathing oxygen and happy to live with a 2 foot scar running the entire length of my stomach. I am a healthy 23 y/o guy who almost died of an Annurism in my stomach. Recovering from this and my new outlook on things is what has got me back into herping after a short break. This happened totally randomly and came out of left field... I almost missed out on a lot... and I never would have seen it coming.

Live Life... And Love the Life you Live... You never know when it's your time to go.
 
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I'm glad you are able to talk to us about your experience. Now that specialist is a very special person for you.
Thank you for sharing. It makes me understand "why are we here?" better.
Good luck and I hope it will never happen again.
 
Thank you for letting us in to that part of your life. It's good for all of us to sit back and look at things from that perspective. Now I understand better why you were so willing to give that chameleon a second chance at a good life.
 
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