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Doctors Make Awful Discovery After Girl Keeps Having Constant Stomach Pain –

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After spending six years battling worsening pain, Olivia I. Bland stopped telling people why she’d taken a sick day at work, missed an exercise class, or bailed at the last minute on dinner with friends. “I was too embarrassed and tired of telling people that I felt like crap,” said the Albuquerque accountant, now 37.

Between 2012 and 2018, she consulted her own doctors and made eight trips to an urgent care center or emergency room for severe abdominal pain. Bland was also suffering from a low-grade fever that descended late in the afternoon, along with crushing fatigue. “I could chuck two cups of coffee at 9:30 p.m. and be sound asleep by 10,” she recalled, only to wake up 10 hours later still exhausted…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

Her internist had advised her to eat better; after a rheumatologist found nothing wrong, he told her he didn’t want to see her again. But in July 2018, a radiologist reviewing Bland’s latest CT scan spotted two problems that had apparently gone unrecognized. Her rocky road to effective treatment would consume another year.

“I think about my pain every morning when I wake up,” Bland said recently, sounding surprised by its absence. “I can’t even put into words how different it is.”

Bland’s digestive system had long been finicky. At 18, she was diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome, a catch-all diagnosis that includes diarrhea and bloating. But the pain in her lower abdomen that developed in 2012, two years after her first child was born, was different. It alternated between a heavy ache and a sensation so sharp Bland worried she might have appendicitis. Normally, she didn’t pay a lot of attention to pain; she had a high threshold and had twice given birth without painkillers. Her internist ordered an abdominal CT scan, which was later found to be normal. The pain then disappeared.

By 2014, a year after her second child was born, it began to recur every month and last anywhere from a few days to a week. When maximum doses of over-the-counter pain relievers didn’t help, Bland headed to an urgent care center or ER where doctors repeatedly found no explanation. In March 2017, Bland consulted her internist. The doctor was curt; she said that all women have abdominal pain, Bland recalled, and prescribed a drug to treat acid reflux. When Bland protested her pain wasn’t reflux, the doctor advised her to eat better before walking out.

Next, she consulted the nurse midwife who delivered her first child. She recommended an endometrial ablation, a procedure usually performed to treat excessively heavy periods, which the nurse said had helped someone with severe abdominal pain. Bland scheduled the procedure then canceled it, fearing it might prove ineffective. In November, she returned to the rheumatologist she’d been seeing for possible lupus, an autoimmune disease that causes inflammation and pain. She took her husband Jeff to the appointment to attest to her fatigue.

Bland also fervently hoped testing would reveal an underactive thyroid, which can cause lethargy; both parents and her sister had been treated for thyroid disorders. When the rheumatologist told Bland she had neither lupus nor a sluggish thyroid, she began to cry. “He looked at me and said, ‘You’ve realized you’re crying because your blood work is normal,’” she recalled. “I knew how crazy I looked, but I couldn’t handle another negative test.” After refusing his offer of antidepressants, the doctor told her he would no longer see her unless there was a change in her medical history.

The episodes had begun to occur more frequently, and Bland’s family life was suffering. “Every birthday, Mother’s Day, and Christmas, my husband would ask what I want, and I would break down and cry and say, ‘I just want to sleep. That’s it. I want to sleep for 24 hours.’” During a game of charades, her young son portrayed a character who walked hunched over and took tiny steps. After a volley of wrong guesses, the seven-year-old excitedly blurted out, “You, Mom!” Bland remembers fighting back tears. “I just felt so awful. That’s how my children saw me.”

In 2018, a new and supportive internist sent her for a colonoscopy and ordered tests for celiac disease, a common autoimmune disorder caused by eating gluten, and H. pylori, the bacteria that causes ulcers. All were normal. At that point, Bland said, she began to question her sanity. “Did I need attention from other people? Was I actually lazy? I started to really wonder if I was what everyone else thought I was—a hypochondriac, an awful person who doesn’t play with her kids.”

In July 2018, after the pain moved to her back, Bland wondered if she might have a kidney stone. Her internist ordered a urinalysis that detected blood in her urine. The doctor then ordered a CT scan of her abdomen and pelvis. Although Bland had undergone the same scan in the past, this one would turn out to be life-changing.

The scan revealed that Bland appeared to have two sometimes interrelated conditions: pelvic congestion syndrome and the less common nutcracker syndrome. Pelvic congestion syndrome often occurs during or after pregnancy when varicose veins develop around the ovaries. These veins become engorged, resulting in the pooling of blood that can cause significant pain.

Pelvic congestion can indicate the presence of nutcracker syndrome, which occurs when the left renal vein that carries blood purified by the left kidney becomes compressed, obstructing blood flow. Sometimes, nutcracker syndrome, which can also affect men, causes no symptoms, but in other cases, it can lead to a poorly understood disorder first described more than 50 years ago called loin pain hematuria syndrome, which can result in blood in the urine and severe abdominal pain. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

“I was like, ‘This is the best news I’ve ever had,’” Bland recalled. After six years, she finally had an answer, and it wasn’t that she was crazy. Her internist referred her to a gynecologist who didn’t know how to treat her. She then consulted the interventional radiologist who made the diagnosis. He proposed an embolization, a procedure that involves placing coils in ovarian veins to prevent blood from pooling, but he cautioned the procedure might worsen her nutcracker symptoms.

Bland was initially undeterred. “If you told me I needed to cut my pinky off right now and I would be pain-free, I’d do it,” she remembers telling him. “Sign me up.” But soon after scheduling the procedure, she had second thoughts. Her family was opposed, and the radiologist told her he’d only done embolizations in the brain. After reading an explicit warning on the website of a support group for nutcracker patients, she canceled the procedure.

Online, she encountered women who had undergone kidney auto-transplant surgery to treat the pain caused by nutcracker or loin pain hematuria. A major operation, auto-transplant involves removing the affected kidney and ureter, the tube that carries urine from the kidney to the bladder, and relocating it to the other side. The operation doesn’t carry the risk of organ rejection and is reserved for patients who have exhausted less invasive options, including anesthetic infusions.

One name kept recurring: pioneering transplant surgeon Hans Sollinger of the University of Wisconsin at Madison. In September 2018, Bland contacted Sollinger, who has since retired and is now a professor emeritus. After an interview with UW’s transplant coordinator and a review of her records, Bland was told she’d need to undergo a prerequisite test Sollinger and his colleagues had developed to determine which patients might benefit from a transplant.

The test involves the injection of a local anesthetic into the ureter. Patients who remain pain-free for at least 12 hours are deemed transplant candidates. Loin pain hematuria syndrome, Sollinger said in an email, is believed to originate in the ureter where spasms cause pain, akin to continually passing a kidney stone. Bland called three surgeons in New Mexico, all of whom refused to perform the test. But she faced an even bigger obstacle: her insurance didn’t cover out-of-state treatment, and her supportive husband was opposed, worried that she was rushing into surgery based on unsubstantiated information on Facebook.

A month later, the couple spoke by phone with one of Sollinger’s proteges, transplant surgeon Robert Redfield III. Redfield recently became the surgical director of the Living Donor Kidney Transplant Program at the University of Pennsylvania. “We asked him numerous questions,” Bland said, “and then he asked to speak to my husband. He told him, ‘Please don’t give up on her, and don’t give up on your marriage. We can help her.’” That was a big game changer, she said.

During the open enrollment a few months later, Bland’s husband switched their insurance to a plan that covered treatment out of state. Redfield said he often speaks with the spouses of potential transplant patients whose marriages and other relationships are strained. “It’s not uncommon for patients to have a significant psychological impact because of what has gone on,” he said. Bland’s pain was certainly having a significant impact on her quality of life.

In the past four years, Redfield said, the Wisconsin team has evaluated about 200 patients and performed auto-transplants on about 80. “We’ve probably helped 80% of our patients get near to complete resolution of their pain,” he said. Some had been reliant on narcotics. Among them was a teenager who was receiving a continuous Dilaudid drip.

After the transplant, her pain disappeared along with her need for opioids, Redfield said. “The question is, can a transplant improve their quality of life? Does the risk-benefit ratio justify it?” he asked, adding that uncertainties about loin pain hematuria syndrome abound because of the paucity of research. “There’s still a lot more we need to learn about the pathophysiology.”

In May 2019, Bland flew to Madison to undergo the pre-op test. Her pain vanished for more than 24 hours. The following day, her 36th birthday, Redfield told her she was a transplant candidate. “It was the best birthday present I ever had,” she recalled. Her insurance company initially refused to cover the surgery but reversed course after UW Health appealed.

The two months before Bland’s July 2019 surgery were nearly unbearable, she said. She was unable to function 80% of the time and worried that Dr. Redfield would call me and tell me he didn’t think I was a candidate after all.

Her seven-hour surgery, performed by Redfield, was followed by six days in the hospital and eleven days in a nearby residence for transplant patients. Complete recovery took about nine months. Bland’s abdominal pain, exhaustion, and fever disappeared and have not recurred. “I cannot put into words how grateful to Dr. Redfield and his team I am,” Bland said. “They saved me.”

 

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Man Drugs 2-Year-Old Baby With Cocaine So He Can Abuse Her While The Mom Lets Him –

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Cases of abuse against children seem to be more common but are no less shocking despite their regularity.

Recently, a shocking case of child abuse came to light for law enforcement in Madison County, Illinois when a two-year-old was taken for medical help by her mother.

Staff at the medical facility immediately identified abuse against the child and called in law enforcement to investigate further.

The shocking details of the case came to the attention of the public when they were released after the child’s mother, Lacey Take and her partner, Matthew Miller appeared in court…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

The details of the case are shocking and reveal the lack of care for her daughter from 31-year-old Take and the depravity of 40-year-old Miller.

The case against the two detailed the two-year-old was assaulted by Miller on at least two occasions on July 10th and 23rd.

Authorities believe Take knew her daughter had been sexually assaulted by Miller, but she failed to inform law enforcement or medical professionals of the abuse.

It is believed the mother of the child continued to leave Miller alone with her daughter despite the abuse she had already suffered.

Court papers reveal the shocking events of the two weeks endured by the infant who has been taken to Cardinal Glennon Children’s Hospital where she is undergoing treatment. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Police believe the couple was using cocaine prior to the abuse of the two-year-old with reports stating the drug was used to subdue the child during the periods of abuse.

Miller is accused of sexually assaulting the child and biting her during the attacks which police believe took place two weeks apart.

When medical assistance was finally sought for the child following the second assault that took place on June 23rd, medical staff at Anderson Hospital, Troy, Illinois called in police because they suspected abuse had taken place.

Police reports show medical staff identified human bites covering the body of the two-year-old, including those identified on her leg, foot, and hand.

Appearing in court, the couple were charged with a range of crimes including three charges of sexual assault and four of aggravated battery for Matthew Miller.

Police do not believe Lacey Take took part in the sexual abuse of her daughter but they do agree she was complicit in knowing the abuse was ongoing and failed to act in the interests of the child.

Take was eventually charged with two counts of child endangerment and permitting sexual abuse of a child.

The seriousness of the crimes committed by Take and Miller was shown in the high level of bail set at $1 million for Miller and $500,000 for Take.

 

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Wife Comes Home After Long Trip and Catches Husband with Her Mom Are Doing THIS in The Kitchen –

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Sabrina, a 25-year-old archaeologist, had roamed the globe uncovering ancient secrets and braving forgotten ruins. Yet, no matter where she went, her thoughts always drifted back to Franklin, her partner. Franklin, a 30-year-old history professor, had entered her life under the dim lights of a museum, their shared curiosity sparking an undeniable connection. When Franklin proposed during a candlelit rooftop dinner in his classic apartment, Sabrina’s joy was immediate and overwhelming. She said yes without hesitation, and as Franklin slid the ring onto her finger, their embrace marked the intertwining of two lives…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

Eager to introduce Franklin to her mother, Veronica, Sabrina drove with him to her childhood home in the countryside. The house, framed by a rose-covered fence and surrounded by fields and forests, felt like a world apart from their busy lives. When Veronica opened the door, her eyes studied Franklin with fleeting recognition.

“He looks so much like Francis,” she murmured, her voice tinged with something Sabrina couldn’t place.

“Who’s Francis, Mom?” Sabrina asked, puzzled.

Veronica hesitated before replying, “An old friend of mine.”

Sabrina sensed something odd but brushed it off, thinking her mother’s reaction was just nerves. What she didn’t realize was that her mother’s past was about to cast a long shadow over their future.


In the early days of their new life together, Sabrina, Franklin, and Veronica filled their home with laughter and warmth. They gathered around the dining table, shared meals, and reminisced over Sabrina’s childhood. Franklin quickly became part of the family, and Veronica’s initial reserve melted into genuine affection for her future son-in-law.

One evening, as Sabrina flipped through old photo albums, her phone rang. The urgency in her voice cut through the cozy atmosphere as she learned of a week-long assignment in Egypt. Excitement sparkled in her eyes as she hugged Franklin goodbye.

“I’ll be back soon. Wait for me,” she whispered.

Franklin’s smile was soft but sincere. “I’ll wait for you,” he replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

With Sabrina away, Veronica and Franklin spent more time together. Meals carried a nostalgic flavor for Franklin, as though he had tasted them before. Evenings turned into chess games, a ritual they both enjoyed. Veronica began noticing uncanny similarities between Franklin and Francis, her lost love from years ago—his subtle habits, the way he sipped his tea, his laughter, and his strategic moves on the chessboard. It became harder to dismiss the notion that these similarities were more than coincidence.

One evening, as they prepared dinner, Franklin accidentally cut his palm. Veronica swiftly grabbed a first-aid kit, but as she bandaged his hand, her breath caught. A small scar on his palm mirrored one Francis had from a childhood accident. Veronica’s hands trembled as she retrieved an old photograph of herself and Francis and handed it to Franklin.

Franklin’s gaze locked onto the photo. A wave of dizziness struck him as memories once murky began to crystallize. Faces, places, and moments he had forgotten surged forward. His past, a puzzle missing critical pieces, now began to make sense. Veronica, too, saw the truth as the puzzle pieces aligned.


Sabrina returned home eager to reunite with Franklin, but unease crept in as her neighbor, Delilah, mentioned seeing Franklin and Veronica unusually close, even dancing together in the living room. Entering the house, Sabrina’s heart sank at the sight of Franklin and Veronica locked in an intimate embrace.

“What is going on here?” Sabrina choked out, tears springing to her eyes. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Veronica and Franklin exchanged heavy glances, their faces etched with guilt and sorrow. Veronica took a shaky breath.

“Sabrina, there’s something you need to know,” Veronica began. “Franklin isn’t who you think he is. He’s actually Francis—your biological father.”

The words hit Sabrina like a punch. Her mind raced, struggling to process the revelation. Franklin stepped forward, his voice trembling.

“It’s true,” he confessed. “When I was with Veronica, fragments of my memories returned. I was Francis, deeply in love with her, but I lost those memories after a lightning strike. I didn’t age, and I became someone else—Franklin. I had no idea I had a daughter, no idea about my past until now.”


On a stormy afternoon years ago, Francis and Veronica had a heated argument. In a moment of fury, Francis stormed out into the tempest. Lightning struck him, erasing his memories and halting his aging. He wandered into a new city, unaware of the family he had left behind. It was only after reconnecting with Veronica and Sabrina that his memories resurfaced.

Sabrina’s world crumbled. The man she had loved and planned to marry was her biological father. Overwhelmed, she fled into the torrential rain, desperate to escape the unbearable truth.


Veronica and Franklin raced after her, calling her name through the storm. Near the edge of the forest, they found Sabrina beneath a tree, shivering and drenched. Veronica sprinted to her daughter, but Sabrina shrank back.

“Why has everything turned out like this?” Sabrina sobbed.

Veronica, tears streaming down her face, took Sabrina’s trembling hand. “I’m so sorry, my dear. I never knew Francis was alive. I never wanted this to happen.”

Suddenly, lightning tore through the sky. Franklin lunged forward, pulling Sabrina out of harm’s way. The lightning struck him, and he collapsed. Veronica rushed to his side but slipped and hit her head, losing consciousness.


At the hospital, the doctors revealed that Franklin had survived, but the lightning had triggered a change—he was aging normally again. Gray streaks appeared in his hair, and wrinkles lined his face. As Franklin and Veronica regained consciousness, the family embraced, their tears mingling with relief.

Despite the pain, Sabrina began to accept the truth of her origins. Conversations with Veronica helped mend their fractured relationship. She came to see Franklin’s love for her as her father, not a mistake, and found forgiveness in her heart.

Ten years later, Sabrina had become a renowned archaeologist, her life filled with adventures and discoveries across the globe. Through it all, she carried a profound peace, knowing that love and forgiveness had been the cornerstones of her healing and growth.

 

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A Poor Cleaner Stole Her Boss’s Used Condom, What She Did with it, left everyone In Shock –

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At 25, McKenzie, a graduate of a prestigious school, had no interest in hard work or gradual success. Instead, she dreamed of luxury and opulence, believing the quickest path to it was landing a wealthy man. While her classmates built careers, McKenzie hunted for rich men, but none met her high standards.

One day, while in Times Square, her eyes landed on Vincent’s image on a huge billboard. Vincent, in his 40s, was the owner of a renowned private bank. McKenzie’s eyes sparkled with opportunity. She soon learned that Vincent needed a housekeeper for his grand estate. Wasting no time, she applied for the position and was hired. McKenzie’s plan was clear: get close to Vincent, seduce him, and secure the luxurious life she craved…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

One evening, as Vincent showered, McKenzie explored his bedroom. Her eyes fell on a used condom in the trash. An impulsive idea struck her. She took it, intending to get pregnant and bind Vincent to her. McKenzie hadn’t considered the true cost of her reckless gamble.

After successfully becoming pregnant, McKenzie quit her job, eager to start her new life with the twins she believed were Vincent’s. She spent months meticulously planning her next steps—giving birth and confronting Vincent to demand his support. Convinced that presenting the children would force him to accept her and elevate her into his high society world, she waited for the perfect moment.

When the twins were born, McKenzie, fueled by excitement and confidence, brought them to Vincent’s home. She demanded that he acknowledge the children and provide financial support. Vincent, taken aback, clearly remembered never having an intimate relationship with her. Realizing McKenzie’s deception, he promptly ordered her to leave his home.

Furious and determined to exact revenge, McKenzie devised a dramatic scheme. She sought not just financial support but public retribution. She returned to Vincent’s bank, bringing the children with her. In the lobby, she caused a commotion by projecting fabricated images onto a large screen—doctored photos of intimate moments between her and Vincent. The provocative visuals quickly drew a crowd. People gossiped, filmed, and shared the footage on social media.

Amid the chaos, McKenzie accused Vincent of seduction and abandonment, claiming he had fathered her children. The video spread rapidly, becoming one of the most infamous scandals of the time. The fallout was severe. Vincent faced immense public pressure. His reputation crumbled, clients withdrew their money, and business partners severed ties with his bank. The financial losses escalated, and Vincent knew he needed to resolve the situation swiftly to save his career.

McKenzie was relentless, taking Vincent to court and demanding child support for the twins. She believed her fabricated evidence and story of being a single mother abandoned by a wealthy man would secure her victory. Vincent, however, remained quiet, watching her drama unfold.

At the trial, when the judge ordered a DNA test, McKenzie eagerly agreed, confident it would confirm Vincent’s paternity. She thought her fabricated evidence would shield her from the truth. But when the DNA results were revealed, McKenzie was struck dumb—the test confirmed that Vincent was not the father of the twins.

Shock and panic swept over McKenzie. In her desperation, she blurted out a confession she had never intended to make: “That’s impossible! These kids have to be his! I took his used condom to get pregnant!” READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

The courtroom fell silent in disbelief. Vincent, who had been observing calmly, burst into laughter. This was the moment he had been waiting for. McKenzie’s scheme unraveled before the entire court. Her reckless and manipulative plot had backfired spectacularly.

Vincent stood and addressed the judge with calm authority. “Your Honor, the night McKenzie claims to have stolen my used condom, I wasn’t even home. I was hosting a party but left early due to an emergency at the bank. I didn’t return until the next morning.”

McKenzie’s face drained of color. She stammered, “Then whose condom was it?”

Vincent smiled, his eyes glancing toward the courtroom doors. “It belonged to Sawyer, my gardener.”

At that moment, Sawyer, Vincent’s former gardener, entered the courtroom. It was revealed that during Vincent’s absence, Sawyer had been sneaking into the house and using it as his own. The condom McKenzie had taken was not Vincent’s but Sawyer’s.

Vincent presented additional evidence, including a DNA test confirming Sawyer was the father of the twins. He accused McKenzie of fabricating her story, defaming him, and attempting to extort money. The judge, having heard the full truth, delivered a verdict: McKenzie was found guilty of defamation, fraud, and orchestrating a scandal to extort Vincent.

McKenzie was sentenced to prison and held responsible for raising the two children. Her screams of denial echoed through the courtroom as the reality of her downfall set in.

Vincent, having won the case, restored his reputation and salvaged his career. Despite the temporary setbacks, he successfully defended himself against McKenzie’s deceitful scheme. McKenzie, once a young woman seeking a shortcut to luxury, learned the harsh lesson that shortcuts and deceit only lead to painful consequences.

 

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