Ok, Here goes again.**One of the things I hated most was the needles.Every 2 or 3 days you got your iv changed to a different location.Reason was it would get painful,not work,could get infected.Liver damage messes your veins up.Was hard to find a vein for iv or blood draw.My arms were horrible looking.Had big bruises all over.This was painful,one of the things I hated the most.When it got close to the end my arms bruised up & showed a bruise for every poke I had gotten.My arms were completely black & blue,looked awful!I even had an iv in my neck,that was very uncomfortable.When I was lifeflighted,it was because the ascites from my stomach had broken thru my diaphram into my lung area.The fluid was compressing my lung so I couldn't breathe.I was on 100% oxygen 24/7.It was so hard to breathe I couldn't even talk.I was put in intensive care at this time.I had to have the fluid taken off my lungs,they did this with a needle.You would sit up on the side of the bed & get a needle inserted into your back.It was not painful when they did it,just sore afterwards.But it helped you to breathe immediately.I had this done about 5 times.This is where my memory gets fuzzy.It was the last two weeks before the transplant.I was out of it alot of the time just remember bits & pieces.I remember being told I was on the list,then that I was on the top of the list.I knew then I was dying.But during all this I never came out & said to anyone anything about dying.I think I was afraid if I said it that it would happen.I remember being told by my husband & daughter that they had found a liver.Then that they were going to have to pull some of my teeth because I had cavities & they couldn't risk an infection.They never did pull them,they ran out of time.Lucky me!!The next thing I remember was being told that I had my new liver & the surgery was over.I couldn't figure out why I couldn't talk,was because of the tube down my throat.I had a hard time coming out of it,my family was really worried because I wouldn't wake up.They did spinal tap & other tests trying to figure why I wouldn't wake up.Then one day my family came to visit & I was sitting up in bed saying the dr told me I could go home!(haha)Stayed in hosp for about another week & 1/2,then was transported to nursing home to recuperate.Still was not able to walk at this time.I was so afraid I'd never walk again.I'll stop here & write about the rest tomorrrow.I know I've probably left out some things.But this is the best I remember now.I welcome your comments.Ask me anything that comes to your mind.thank you for listening.Your Friend Julia
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