Andy Stumpf

We'll be going through Salt Lake, so we'll get to a higher level of care that gets worse.

She got onto the phone, Googled the nearest hospital and drove me straight there.

So that's how smart I am when it comes to pain.

I wasn't verbalizing how bad it was, and it wasn't it was incrementally getting worse.

But that's an example of a 100% don't have anything figured out.

That's how dumb I am.

And B, keeping it to myself didn't help much, but she knew me well enough that it was time to go.

I was able to walk into the emergency room and then I ended up laying on the emergency room floor mostly because it was cool and I was starting to sweat at that point.

They bring me in and did a bunch of imaging and I had an intestinal blockage which required emergency surgery the next day.

The most painful portion of that though was about six hours when they gave me this fluid that you drink to constrict all of your intestines that they generally give to elderly people who haven't shit in weeks.

So what I ended up having is I had a loop of scar tissue on the inside wall of my stomach that a piece of intestines had gone through and it cinched.

So that particular red juice of death was the single most consistent pain that I have ever been in.

Athletic sweat through all my clothing.

My sister and I have a genetic blood abnormality where I don't process opiates the same way as people do.

So morphine to me doesn't even do anything.

I did not know that until I got to the emergency room in Baghdad after being shot.

And I kept asking for more morphine.

And the guy pulled out a chart and said, this is what you weigh.

This is your dosage.

You are now at the threshold.