Tuesday, August 16, 2016

That Didn't Hurt!


As I am battling severe pain from an enlarged liver that is twice the size it should be, I am reminded of the following time I had a liver biopsy and the doctor's words to me. Let's just say there's good doctors and there is incompetent doctors and just leave it at that.
  
A number of years ago, a friend who had Chronic Fatigue Immune Dysfunction like I do suggested I have a liver biopsy because his liver had been severely attacked by the illness.

I decided to schedule the test since I had been having pain in that area. The surgical nurse described the procedure, explained the liver has no feeling and therefore they would only be using a local anesthetic. She showed me the instrument used to take out a small core of the liver. It was similar to an apple corer, but only 2-3 cm in diameter and much longer.

I laid on the cold surgical table, anxious but not too concerned. After all, it was a procedure, not surgery.

“Are we ready?” the doctor asked.

The nurse nodded and handed him the tool. He raised it in his fist and plunged it hard into my chest just below the breast bone. With a quick intake of breath, my eyes flew open and so did my mouth. I couldn’t speak. My body stiffened, and I clutched the sheet in both hands at my sides. Choking out a sob, I stared at the doctor.

For a moment, I was transformed to a dark alley with a mugger thrusting a knife into my chest. So this is what it is like to be stabbed. Blood must be gushing from the wound. Pain radiated from my chest outward. The violence of the stabbing left me paralyzed.

“You…you…stabbed me,” I said, letting out a strained whimper.

“Doctor, she’s gone into shock,” the nurse stated.

Ya think? My heart hammered uncontrollably in my chest. I felt about to fall off the table with dizziness. I couldn’t catch my breath. Of course, I knew I wasn’t in that alley, and I couldn’t see any blood pouring from my body. But, the shock of the doctor thrusting that instrument into my chest, threw me into shock, not to mention, agony. Who said organs have no pain sensors?

The doctor looked at me in confusion. “That didn’t hurt.”

I wanted to belt him right in the mouth. “Yes, it did.”

“The liver has no nervous system.”

“Give me a knife and I’ll prove it to you,” I said through clenched teeth.

I don’t remember much of what happened after that. I’m assuming the nurse gave me something through my I.V. to calm me down. To this day, you’ll never convince me that organs can’t feel pain…joy…or any other emotion. If you’ve lived long at all, you know the heart can definitely feel pain. Believe me, so can your other organs.

Symptoms, then, are in reality nothing but the cry from suffering organs.
 ~Jean-Martin Charcot, translated from French

No man is a good doctor who has never been sick himself.
 ~Chinese Proverb



Cindy A. Christiansen
Sweet Romance, Humor, Suspense...and Dogs!
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