ER part 2
We arrived at the ER at 6am and I was put in a room soon there after. The pain was still pretty bad and I was asked to rate it on a scale of 1 to 10. 10 being the worst pain you have ever had. I would say this was a 7 to 8. This was the first time but certainly not the last time I was asked this. I lost track of names of people because there were so many nurses and doctors coming through to see how I was, and they each asked me the same question about my level of pain. The hours went by and not much was done besides the occasional poking and prodding trying to figure out if it was my gall bladder or my appendix. They drew my blood which was done with an IV in my right arm and told me it would take an hour. This taught me one thing; time is not very accurate in a hospital. Everything they tell you that there are doing will take an hour, but that could possibly mean 2hrs+. They decided to give me a CAT scan, which mean I had to drink this stuff for them to see my internal junk. The amount of fluid was ridiculous, and flavored with Kool-Aid. I had an hour to drink over a 1000mL of this stuff and I am not drinking Kool-Aid again anytime soon. At this time they decided it would be a good idea to hook an IV up to my left arm now. The same nurse did this one too. He pushed this huge needle in my arm and then separated a large portion from it through it on the floor. Then trying to hook up the hose to the remaining needle he must have bumped something because blood started to come out of the hole. The blood was running down my arm onto the sheets and on the floor. He quickly cleaned this up and went to pull the IV stand closer. While pulling on it, it tipped toward me, but he caught it before it could fall on me. I think he needs some more practice or something. Hours pass and I get my scan, more time passed and they concluded that my appendix looks fine but my gall bladder was inflamed. They decided that they were going to let things “cool down” before they decide how to proceed. In words they were not saying, this meant that I was going to be admitted to the hospital overnight.
To be continued some more….
To be continued some more….
3 Comments:
you tease you!
quick! get to the end of the story where you say "everything turned out alright in the end" so that I can get to sayin "I'm so glad you're ok"
gross. and ew.
....paragraphs?
what are these things you call pair-a-giraffes?
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