I thought I was near death.

Well, I must say that the last 2 days have been VERY eventful!! You guys are not going to believe this. I called the doctor yesterday because I have a painful left leg. The inside of my left leg, right above the knee, is driving me crazy with this sensation of needles being poked into it. I left a message and he had his nurse call me back to say that he needed to see me and that he would work me in. I told them I would try to be there around 12:30 so I left the house around 12:00. I figured it would be a long visit so I knew I would have to eat before I went to the doctor. I heated up some chicken in the microwave that I had cooked the day before and ate it on the way. I got to the doctor and he decides I should go to the hospital just to make sure I didn't have bloodclots. So, off to Bethesda North I went to have the vascular test done. I got there around 2:00 and had the test done and, thank God, no bloodclot. But, what is this terrible pain I am having in my leg? The hospital is very close to Cheryl's house so I decided to stop and see she and Ryan. They were in the backyard in the pool so I hobbled back there and sat for a while watching them swim. As I sat there I began to feel sick. I started getting these pains in my stomach. I got up and came into the house and walked around for a while hoping I could maybe walk it off. I kept feeling like I had to throw up too but nothing was coming up. I laid down for a while and couldn't stand that so I got back up. I sat down to watch TV and couldn't stand to sit either. I started getting worried. Could something have come loose after the surgery? I tried drinking water, then milk, then juice. Nothing seemed to relieve the pain. By now Cheryl was cooking dinner and the smell made me even more sick. By now hours had passed. The pain was getting more and more intense. I was beside myself not knowing what to do. I took some Pepcid AC, Zantac and Maalox, nothing helped. I was beginning to get worried. I looked in the mirror and I was as white as a sheet, no exaggeration. I went into Cheryl and said please call the doctor, ( my surgeon). She called right away and they had him call her house. I didn't have a fever and wasn't throwing up but the pain was very severe. He said he didn't think anything had gone wrong with the surgery because my bowels had been moving without any problem and I didn't have a fever. He said he would call something into the pharmacy for nausea and that I should go to the ER if it got worse. Well, by now I was feeling like I was going to pass out. I kept putting my head between my legs so I wouldn't pass out but nothing helped the pain. About 1/2 hour after I spoke to the doctor I was in the family room and started shaking uncontrollably. I broke out in a cold sweat and instantly was dripping wet. I felt nauseated so I headed for the bathroom. I took about 4 steps ( limping because my leg still hurts) and vomit started shooting out of my mouth. It was like a volcano errupting. It went all over the family room. I yelled for Cheryl and she was in there in an instant, Kevin right behind her. I couldn't move because I was afraid I would slip on the hardwood floor, it was covered in puke and both dogs were right next to me. Kevin pushed the couch out of the way to make me a path to the bathroom. I went in there still hurling my guts out. I sat down on the floor hugging the toilet until I realized I also had diarrhea. I stayed in there a little while until it stopped slowed down. I came hobbleing out and Cheryl and Kevin were frantically cleaning the family room. Cheryl said, mom your color is coming back. I sat down in the kitchen and realized the pains were easing up in my stomach too. I kept going back to the bathroom with diarrhea though. In about 1/2 hour I felt a lot better. Kevin said, Debby what did you eat last? I said, at lunch I ate some chicken. He said, could it have been bad chicken? I thought for a moment and said oh no, I wondered if it was still good or not. I had had it for a few days. I just grabbed it and ate it on the run on the way to the doctor. He said, I think you have food poisoning. I felt like a fool.
I went to the bathroom a few more times during the night but other than that I think the poisoned chicken is out of my system. My stomach is extremely sore today from vomiting so profusly and my leg still hurts from who knows what, but the other syptoms are gone.
The doctor called here at Cheryl's bout 8:20 this morning to check on me and I apologized for bothering him last night as I told him what we suspected that I had. He said there was no need to apologize and that he was happy that I was better. Please let this be a lesson to everyone to be EXTREMELY careful with meat, especially chicken. Believe me, I will NEVER take a chance like that again. Leg pain, unresolved!!!