again I brushed it off as being an after effect of the flu like symptoms. At the end of the second week I asked my dad to come over and try my grilled fish. After eating the fish I had another attack. But it wasn’t until the third week when I had another attack I decided it was time to see a doctor.

After sleeping my whole Friday away and not remember

Can doctors be trusted? Some doctors know more about our bodies then we do. But doctors are not super humans! They make mistakes just as much as anyone else so, it is best to get a second opinion. I should know I became a victim of being misdiagnosed but thanks to my wife, for being a medical assistant, we got a second opinion.

It all started when I began having abdominal pains. The pain I was experiencing was mild. It felt as if I was having a bad case of gas but was present every day. The reason I didn’t go see the doctor sooner is because I was getting use to the pain. I told my wife a few times of the pain but we both just brushed it off as a mild flu bug. It wasn’t until I had a few really bad attacks that we realized something wasn’t right.

The first attack occurred at a wild game dinner. Every year I go to a wild game dinner at my father-in-laws church. They serve all kinds of meat and one of my favorites is the BBQ Coon. On one particular year I invited my dad to join me and two of his grandsons to a fabulous feast. I was fine when we first arrived but after the dinner I began having severe abdominal pain. It felt as if I was coming down with a really bad case of the flu. I told my dad we had to go because I was not feeling good. When I got home the pain had gotten so bad that I just went to bed. The next day I was fine. For about two weeks I was having those mild pains I explained earlier. But again I brushed it off as being an after effect of the flu like symptoms. At the end of the second week I asked my dad to come over and try my grilled fish. After eating the fish I had another attack. But it wasn’t until the third week when I had another attack I decided it was time to see a doctor.

After sleeping my whole Friday away and not rememberi

egan having abdominal pains. The pain I was experiencing was mild. It felt as if I was having a bad case of gas but was present every day. The reason I didn’t go see the doctor sooner is because I was getting use to the pain. I told my wife a few times of the pain but we both just brushed it off as a mild flu bug. It wasn’t until I had a few really bad attacks that we realized something wasn’t right.

The first attack occurred at a wild game dinner. Every year I go to a wild game dinner at my father-in-laws church. They serve all kinds of meat and one of my favorites is the BBQ Coon. On one particular year I invited my dad to join me and two of his grandsons to a fabulous feast. I was fine when we first arrived but after the dinner I began having severe abdominal pain. It felt as if I was coming down with a really bad case of the flu. I told my dad we had to go because I was not feeling good. When I got home the pain had gotten so bad that I just went to bed. The next day I was fine. For about two weeks I was having those mild pains I explained earlier. But again I brushed it off as being an after effect of the flu like symptoms. At the end of the second week I asked my dad to come over and try my grilled fish. After eating the fish I had another attack. But it wasn’t until the third week when I had another attack I decided it was time to see a doctor.

After sleeping my whole Friday away and not remember

ks that we realized something wasn’t right.

The first attack occurred at a wild game dinner. Every year I go to a wild game dinner at my father-in-laws church. They serve all kinds of meat and one of my favorites is the BBQ Coon. On one particular year I invited my dad to join me and two of his grandsons to a fabulous feast. I was fine when we first arrived but after the dinner I began having severe abdominal pain. It felt as if I was coming down with a really bad case of the flu. I told my dad we had to go because I was not feeling good. When I got home the pain had gotten so bad that I just went to bed. The next day I was fine. For about two weeks I was having those mild pains I explained earlier. But again I brushed it off as being an after effect of the flu like symptoms. At the end of the second week I asked my dad to come over and try my grilled fish. After eating the fish I had another attack. But it wasn’t until the third week when I had another attack I decided it was time to see a doctor.

After sleeping my whole Friday away and not remember

rived but after the dinner I began having severe abdominal pain. It felt as if I was coming down with a really bad case of the flu. I told my dad we had to go because I was not feeling good. When I got home the pain had gotten so bad that I just went to bed. The next day I was fine. For about two weeks I was having those mild pains I explained earlier. But again I brushed it off as being an after effect of the flu like symptoms. At the end of the second week I asked my dad to come over and try my grilled fish. After eating the fish I had another attack. But it wasn’t until the third week when I had another attack I decided it was time to see a doctor.

After sleeping my whole Friday away and not remember

again I brushed it off as being an after effect of the flu like symptoms. At the end of the second week I asked my dad to come over and try my grilled fish. After eating the fish I had another attack. But it wasn’t until the third week when I had another attack I decided it was time to see a doctor.

After sleeping my whole Friday away and not remembering a thing I awoke on Saturday with the pain shifting to my right side. I explained to my wife I felt fine but she suggested I see a doctor because it may be my appendix. Instead of going to my doctor I went to an after hours clinic. The doctor examined me and said I was having upper gastritis and urinary tract infection. With disbelief my wife decided to get a second opinion. The second doctor listen to my story, took some blood work to be tested. When he returned he said my white blood cell count was normal but the story I gave made him question whether I was having an appendicitis attack. But he wanted a second opinion so he sent me to the hospital to another doctor who specializes in appendicitis. After having more test done the doctor said I was going into surgery immediately because I had appendicitis.

After the surgery the doctor told me my appendix had ruptured and was stuck to my abdominal wall which kept it from leaking. If I would’ve waited another day he would have had to open me up to clean my insides or I may have died.

Having a second opinion doesn’t hurt even though you may trust your own doctor’s opinion. I had to see three doctors before I was diagnosed with appendicitis.