My grandmother is in the hopital. Intensive Care to be precise. She didn't sleep Friday night complaining of abdominal pain and presummed that it was because she hadn't had a BM in a few days. So, Saturday morning it was off to the hospital. Her vitals were all over the place and the blood work came back with very elevated white count indicating a severe infection. After a few more tests it's discovered that aside from severe constipation, she has a kidney stone. The infection from the kidney stone is so severe that it has passed to her blood stream and she is septic. On top of that she has pneumonia in both lungs.
It's been three days now and they want to do a procedure to try and remove the kidney stone but radiology won't touch her until she is more stable, they will try again tomorrow.
She's a tough one and needs to be kept sedated because otherwise she will refuse treatment, remove IVs, and monitors etc. because she knows better than the doctors. I have always teased her and asked her what street corner she got her medical degree at. When the ER Dr. told her she probably has emphyzema she made him a bet that she didn't. She kept telling him that she didn't have anything, she only had to go to the bathroom. He went along with her and asked her what she wanted to bet, she bet him a Whopper with cheese. When he came back later and told her that she owed him a Whopper with cheese no onions. She told him to check his records again that he was wrong all she needed was a laxative and her bathroom at home, he was to release her IMMEDIATELY!
Well, we need to take this one day at a time.