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About 15 years ago, when I was in my mid 50s, it was becoming more and more difficult to empty my bladder so my primary-care physician sent me to a urologist who said I had an enlarged prostate.
Always wanting to leave surgery as the last course of action, the urologist prescribed Flomax (brand name for tamsulosin) to help make it easier to empty my bladder. Five years later, with further enlargement of that pesky gland, the urologist said it was time for surgery so he performed a TURP (TransUrethral Resection of the Prostate, or prostate-reduction surgery).
After the outpatient surgery, I went home with a catheter and a week later it was removed. I subsequently got a bladder infection, my temperature reached 104.2 degrees Fahrenheit (401 degrees Centigrade), and the surgeon admitted me to the hospital where the infection went into the bloodstream and I very quickly had sepsis.
In the previous five years, my wife's mom had died of sepsis, my wife's aunt had died of sepsis, and my wife's dad's second wife had nearly died of sepsis so my wife was quite concerned with my condition. I was in the hospital for three days and it was the worst three days of my life. It felt like every cell in my body was dying. A few months later, I gave that description to my physical medicine specialist and he tipped his head to the side as he thought for a moment and then he said, "That's actually a fairly accurate description of sepsis because every minute your heart was pumping your infected blood to every single cell in your body."
Those three days in the hospital were worse than any and all of the many surgeries I've undergone, including the sometimes difficult and painful recoveries.
The only positive thing that came from nearly dying of sepsis was my near-death experience. Suffice it to say that following that experience, I have no fear of death. In fact, I look forward to it. Not that I'm going to do anything to hasten its onset, but there's nothing to fear and everything to look forward to. Just saying.
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