Skipping ahead in time to Nov 8th. The day after my birthday. (Edited sorry it was the 8th was looking at the wrong calendar)

If you are curious as to why I am skipping ahead to Nov 8th I will be happy to tell you. Because from the day I got out of the hospital to this day. I was constantly throwing up multiple times a day. I had to go into the ER twice because at one time I was throwing up as many as 16 times a day. It got really bad there. So the day before he had a meeting with a specialist GI doctor. They gave me a new form of anti-acid. They also scheduled an endoscopy for the next day. So he has to stop eating at midnight and no water cake. So he goes into the procedure a little nervous and a little scared he knows they are gonna find something wrong he just doesn't know how bad it will be. Its a 2 hour procedure he is knocked out for most of it. He wakes up in the observing section. Amazing drug induced sleep is always amazing no dreams no nothing just pure sleep. He waits about 10 to 15 minutes the doctor comes in. " Your going to the hospital" The doctor calmly tells him. He has a befuddled look on his face. "We had to pump two liters of fluid from your stomach before we could even attempt to look around. It was bad." Wait what! (Next time you go into a grocery stop or a gas station for at a 2 liter bottle that is what the pumped from me) " There is an ulcer blocking your intestinal track nothing is getting through. You also have 17 cm strictures in your esophagus. You have to go to the hospital. Which one would you like to go to." What the fuck man. Can't he get a break. A month out just barely to have to go back in. " We are going to have to put an NG tube in your going to have to go on TPN and IV fluids and ..." The words start to fade out he is losing focus. He doesn't want to go back into the hospital. Fuck, the tears are coming he can feel it. He did this to himself he knows that. But, God why can't you just have an ounce of pity.( God does by the way have an ounce of pity if I didn't go into the hospital that day within one or two days I would have gone into shock from low blood sugar http://abcnews.go.com/Health/DiabetesScreening/story?id=3812946) They let him go home real quick to talk to his mother then they go right to the hospital to check in this time its a local hospital. He gets changed into the gowns and lays on the bed just relaxing there not really doing much. They take his vitals. They take his blood sugar 74 the first time pretty normal. Thats at 12 Pm. They wait to hook him up to all the machines. (Sorry for those that have never heard of TPN http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parenteral_nutrition) They decide to hook him up to a picc line ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peripherally_inserted_central_catheter) They have to actual because of how thick TPN is. So first procedure he goes down stairs and he watches them put in a picc line. A little bit nuts if you ask me but I still did it. It was intense. A few hours later two nurses come in. " We're going to be putting in the NG tube" Alright. " So what you need to do is drink this liquid while we cram this 6 feet of tubing through your nose into your stomach " WHAT!!!! He looks at them like they are fucking insane. They must be. ( video of procedure being done this guy has it easy. ) They tell him its easy and blah blah blah. He is just like lets just fucking do it the more we talk about it the more I am not going to want to do it. So they do it. It sucks. I don't care what you have had done. This procedure is shitty then shit. The only good news they give him morphine for the pain. Let me tell you he is in pain. This was done about 6 or 7 pm at night. They check his blood sugar again. 54... Thats bad... Good thing he was in the hospital.