Specialising in the human experience of Living with prostate cancer – warts and all

The man who wouldn’t die

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I actually have the opportunity to blog about my disease one more time.

On 13th March I was sent by ambulance to Benalla hospital diagnosed with double pneumonia and pleurisy.  I was placed on a drip with no solid food together with intravenous morphine and other medications injected straight into the blood stream. I was on my death’s bed and my condition deteriorated with a blocked lower bowel.  Now this is a combination that is very difficult to get past and I was prepared to expect to die within two to six days. 

With my stomach expanding like a pregnant woman’s tummy, they sent a plastic tube up my nose and down into my stomach to drain away the waste that would normally end up in the bowel.  The drain tube was connected to a collection bag hanging on the side of my bed.  There was a constant stream of fluid carrying black solid waste to the bag and, on that first night, they collected 850 ml of liquid waste from my stomach.  Over the next few days and preparing for my imminent death, we explored the idea of turning off the drip and allowing myself to die of dehydration where the fluid drains away and you dehydrate over some days until you die.  I spent that night ready to pull the drip when, early the next morning, the blockage cleared enough to use my bowels for the first time in a week and I felt I could achieve functionality one more time.  I was no longer prepared to forfeit my life.

Over the next week, as I got a little stronger, I started eating soft foods like ice-cream and custard and progressed on to more solid foods.  As my bowels were once again working, they eventually removed the drainage from my stomach until finally they removed the drip and I became self sustainable on oral medications.  On 1st April, they sent me home as they felt there was little more they could do for me.  However, it was all too much and I collapsed in pain the following morning.  My feet went blue, I was not aware of my surroundings and I was ambulated back to Benalla Hospital where I recovered until today (Wed 4 Apr).  Lets see what tomorrow brings as I have so much to tell you about my time in hospital.

That last roll of the dice turned out to be lucky 7.  


Written by Greg Naylor

4 April 2012 at 9:03 pm

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  1. Unbelievable. So strong.

    Ray Dixon

    5 April 2012 at 1:03 am

  2. Greg, well done mate. Hope they have a TV in there so you can watch the Pies beat the Tigers this weekend.

    We’re all thinking of you and cheering you on. xx


    5 April 2012 at 7:48 am

  3. Thinking of you… You are amazing.


    5 April 2012 at 6:03 pm

  4. Good on you Greg for not just going quietly into that long goodnight.

    Iain Hall

    10 April 2012 at 11:13 am

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