Aerows's Medical bills

I had a stomach ache that plagued me through Christmas, but my father had pheumonia during that period of time, and then my mother got sick.  I had no choice but to keep going, despite the severe abdominal pain.  I was taking pee pants off of one person, and making sure that the other got air.

My mother got well, but I guess I waited to long, because a month and a half afterwards, I was nearly paralyzed with pain.  My mother wanted me to go to the hospital, but my father all but outright told me (and I still believe it was due to his own sickness) that I was fine, and no money would be spent if I needed a copay.

Well, I nearly died, to cut things short.  Mom called an ambulance for me because I got to the point where I had to crouch down before hitting my head on the kitchen counter.  It didn't dawn on me how sick I was, I just desperately needed to have the pain stop.

I do not remember much after the ride in the ambulance.  I DO remember crying my eyes out in sudden fear when I was told they were making a 14" incision in my abdomen, and putting me on a colostomy bag.

I remember praying and hoping that I wouldn't find myself so sick to need that.  But I was.

I don't remember the 2 weeks that I spent into the hospital, aside from the fact that I was so messed up, I couldn't carry out a sentence coherently.

I had diverticulitis and a bulb had exploded in my intestines, and then proceded to chew through towards my back.  I have a numb spot on my upper left thigh where the infection caused that weird burning sensation that I wanted to make go away.

Now, in order to get put "back together" I have to have an uncomfortable and costly procedure before that can happen.  Once that is paid for, I will go back to surgery to relink my colon so that my body functions like a normal human being. Then, I will, once again be back to the loony tunes bin known as ICU for a week (maybe 2?).  

I have no idea what bills I will be socked with once I recover from that.  I guess the only thing I can do is hope for the future, because that was all that is left in my Pandora's Box of health care woes.

I want to run again, be able to lift things again, and not be a burden because of physical incapability.  I want to be able to live like a normal human being but I am getting financially smothered.  I *hate* all of this, but I have to face reality.  It isn't always pretty, but when we have our friends and family, it makes all of the difference in the world.