When pain meds make it worse

Things hurt so you take an Oxycodone. Then you feel like your insides want to be outside. The glamorous life of a “just incase” bowl by the bed …

It’s 3:00 AM. My muscles ache from being in bed continuously for more than a week now. I prop myself up, slide back down, prop myself up again. I never thought you could miss a hospital bed. Those things are pretty well designed.

Tonight was another sobbing meltdown session that my wife coaxed me through. How did she become such a rock? I am a pile of Jello.

Now it’s time to close my eyes again …

About Scott Linscott

Living life to the fullest, walking in the dust of my Rabbi, creating art through photography and written word, speaking words of hope and encouragement at conferences, workshops, church and civic gatherings.
This entry was posted in chronic illness, discouragement, Fatty liver, Fatty Liver Disease, Find God, Lahey Clinic, Liver disease, NASH, NYWC, organ donation, Organ transplant, transplant. Bookmark the permalink.

7 Responses to When pain meds make it worse

  1. skoelker says:

    Our Father hears our cries. We cry with you and pray, Scott.

  2. Kim says:

    Praying for you and your family.

  3. Anonymous says:

    Scott, each week I struggle when I open your posts. It’s hard for me to hear your thoughts and words as they seem identical to what I was feeling a few years ago. To refresh your memory, I live in Orlando and received my liver transplant on March 3rd, 2010. The reason why I struggle? I was in the places physically and mentally that you are and have been over the past months. The things that I experienced consistently on a daily basis; being really sick beyond what anyone could understand, spending long periods of time in the hospital, sleepless nights, vomiting after almost every meal, getting up to go to the bathroom and my feet not being able to hold me up — falling to the ground crying. Boy did I cry — all the time. For weeks I tried to stay up all night so I would not die in my sleep all alone. But mostly, I prayed.

    Why am I reiterating everything that you are going through…To give you hope. My prayers were answered for me when I received that wonderful phone call on March 3, 2010. I received a miracle – a liver was available and my prayers were answered and feel so blessed.

    Although we’ve never met, your words touch me so deeply; I pray everyday for you, my friend. And, I believe that there is a miracle waiting for you as well… Believe me when I say that I know what you are going through and that there is hope.
    I still cry not for my pain but for yours. You are such an inpiration to me….keep writing, keep praying, keep on keeping on. Michele Sawyer.

    • Thank you so much Michelle. Your story is an encouragement. Did you ever get so tired in the suffering that you wondered if you could endure any more? I am beggining to wonder. How did you get through this?

  4. Anonymous says:

    Lisa O’Brien
    A prayer for peace and healing

  5. LL says:

    O, Scottio! Please heal him, Abba!

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