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I feared for my life

    

                   That Thursday evening on the 26th of May they wanted to bring me down to 

have an xray. All day I had been complaining about this pain. I honestly thought it was a

 stitch. It really hurt but I was lucky I was all drugged up so I didn't feel all the pain I  

should have. I went manic. I was so hopped up on steroids and pain killers. So since I had

 been complaining and they were checking up on me, it was time for an xray. 


                I was trying to lay flat on my bed. I could not keep my right leg down and 

 relaxed or this so called "stitch". The X-ray technologists came and picked me up. She

 was so humble to be around. I remember telling her everything that had been 

happening. I told her the whole story. I am a social person and when drugged up I don't 

shut up. So she brought me up to the machine and gets me settled. She wants me to lay 

my right leg out flat, but I couldn't. I laid it as flat as I could without pulling my "stitch".

 Lets pause and talk about the fact that I was so naivee. So her and her partner went into 

 a room that was separate to me so they could take  xrays. The next set of xrays I had to 

do sitting up. You want to talk about pain, well here you go. That was the most dreadful 

part of everything, this procedure should have been pretty easy. It was everything but

 easy. I could not sit up straight at all. So doing this I am surprised I didn't puke 

everywhere. They took this xray bored and put it between my back and the bed while

 sitting up. I shook and I cried. I could not wait for this to be over with. I was scared I

 didn't understand what was going on. The doctor would read the in the morning when he 

got the results if the partial had passed or not. I prayed it would pass. 


                 That night was awful. I sweat so much, I was extremely nauseated, and I was 

shivering. I was calling the nurses station every 2-3 hours that night. I could not stand that

 feeling. Thinking back on it now makes me light headed. I would be soaking wet with

 sweat, shivering, and having to pee. I prayed I would feel better in the morning. I just 

wanted to sleep through the night. My poor wife was laying in this recliner chair sleeping

 and here I am worried about waking her up.

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