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Hello everybody!
I have been a member here for some time and have always enjoyed the info I´ve been able to get out of this board. My name is Jonas and i´m a 22 year old competative bodybuilder from the Netherlands.
I was released from the hospital today after battling for my life over 9 days.
My illness started out as flue symptoms and I had some bad vomiting and stomach pain. The pain was severe, but what the heck - the flue is usually hell. After 2 days of constant puking and not being able to hold down even water I called my housedoctor.
He told me NOT to go to emergency and just rest it out- what he said was just an ongoing virus.
And so I did, or tried.
During the third night I feel something "pop" in my stomach and a really bitter smell starting to come out of my body.
I called 112 (european 911) and an ambulence picked me up. In the ambulence the vomiting continued - but now it was neon-green liquids coming out.
After this I just pass out and wake up in the emergency room with an IV drip attached to my arm in a wheelchair.
Next thing I know is that i´m being rushed into surgery and that they don´t know whats wrong with me but that i´ts not looking good at all.
Then the anastesia comes on and i´m out.
I wake up in the most extreme pain you can imagine (if you have´nt been there you can´t), with double tubes down my nose that makes it impossible to breath. I want to puke but the doctor says I can´t - cause it will tear my stitches apart from the operation.
I can´t hold back so I do it anyway - and passes out again from feeling like my stomach is just being torn right open!
Later I am in the nursing room, hooked up on morphine 4ml/h, + IV drip in my arms and chest - and ofcourse those damn hoses down my nose.
I want to have a glas of water but I´m not allowed to even zip anything. My lips are so dry that they are bleeding at this moment. Still I don´t have a clue what the fuck is so wrong with me.
I learn that my apendix have exploded in my stomach and started to spread a real bad infectios poison allover the abdomnial area and within minuts to my bloodstream.
A few hours later and it would have all been over foks!
Most days in the hospital is a blur of extreme pain and just plain screaming - something I never wish upon anybody.
Since I had "so" much musclemass my body was able to recoup from the very bad infection quite fast.
The price was 45 pounds of bodyweight. From 225 to 180 in 12 days! My neighbours did´nt recognize me at all when I came home and thought I was my brother. LOL
Now I have a 10 inch wound that are stitched together at only 4 places to prevent me from getting abscsses and will have to go through some rehab for quite some time.
But other than that - I´m pretty fukn okey and glad as shit to be alive!
I can hardly walk - but stumbeld my way to the gym today and managed to get some blood moving around without irritating my abs. People think i´m crazy to work out so soon, but the doc says it´s okey as long as it´s not hurting.
I did 10 pound DB-curls for reps baby! Hardcore style!
My appetite is coming back and I hope I wont be away from the "real" training for too long. The competition career is fukd now though I guess, since I also have a torn tricep and pectoral muscle. But I will play with the dec of cards I get to the fullest and try to remain positive.
Thanks for letting my rant my shit off!
I´ll be back and remeber that life is precious!
I have been a member here for some time and have always enjoyed the info I´ve been able to get out of this board. My name is Jonas and i´m a 22 year old competative bodybuilder from the Netherlands.
I was released from the hospital today after battling for my life over 9 days.
My illness started out as flue symptoms and I had some bad vomiting and stomach pain. The pain was severe, but what the heck - the flue is usually hell. After 2 days of constant puking and not being able to hold down even water I called my housedoctor.
He told me NOT to go to emergency and just rest it out- what he said was just an ongoing virus.
And so I did, or tried.
During the third night I feel something "pop" in my stomach and a really bitter smell starting to come out of my body.
I called 112 (european 911) and an ambulence picked me up. In the ambulence the vomiting continued - but now it was neon-green liquids coming out.
After this I just pass out and wake up in the emergency room with an IV drip attached to my arm in a wheelchair.
Next thing I know is that i´m being rushed into surgery and that they don´t know whats wrong with me but that i´ts not looking good at all.
Then the anastesia comes on and i´m out.
I wake up in the most extreme pain you can imagine (if you have´nt been there you can´t), with double tubes down my nose that makes it impossible to breath. I want to puke but the doctor says I can´t - cause it will tear my stitches apart from the operation.
I can´t hold back so I do it anyway - and passes out again from feeling like my stomach is just being torn right open!
Later I am in the nursing room, hooked up on morphine 4ml/h, + IV drip in my arms and chest - and ofcourse those damn hoses down my nose.
I want to have a glas of water but I´m not allowed to even zip anything. My lips are so dry that they are bleeding at this moment. Still I don´t have a clue what the fuck is so wrong with me.
I learn that my apendix have exploded in my stomach and started to spread a real bad infectios poison allover the abdomnial area and within minuts to my bloodstream.
A few hours later and it would have all been over foks!
Most days in the hospital is a blur of extreme pain and just plain screaming - something I never wish upon anybody.
Since I had "so" much musclemass my body was able to recoup from the very bad infection quite fast.
The price was 45 pounds of bodyweight. From 225 to 180 in 12 days! My neighbours did´nt recognize me at all when I came home and thought I was my brother. LOL
Now I have a 10 inch wound that are stitched together at only 4 places to prevent me from getting abscsses and will have to go through some rehab for quite some time.
But other than that - I´m pretty fukn okey and glad as shit to be alive!
I can hardly walk - but stumbeld my way to the gym today and managed to get some blood moving around without irritating my abs. People think i´m crazy to work out so soon, but the doc says it´s okey as long as it´s not hurting.
I did 10 pound DB-curls for reps baby! Hardcore style!
My appetite is coming back and I hope I wont be away from the "real" training for too long. The competition career is fukd now though I guess, since I also have a torn tricep and pectoral muscle. But I will play with the dec of cards I get to the fullest and try to remain positive.
Thanks for letting my rant my shit off!
I´ll be back and remeber that life is precious!
