Remember yesterday?? The awesome day I had? I was looking forward to today. Well, today was going ok until about 1:30 when I started to feel icky. Then I started to think, "oh, no. Here goes that gall bladder again". Sure as shit, by 2:00 I was trying to walk off a gall bladder attack. 15mn into it, I knew it was going to be a long one, so I drove myself to the ER (I've learned my lesson with ambulances...if I can see, breathe, and swear well enough to make my Navy brother raise his eyebrows -I can make myself drive myself to the damned doctor).
Anyway, so I got there and I could not BELIEVE how slow and un-urgent the whole place was. I wonder if I came in bleeding from head to toe if that would have lit a fire under anyone's ass!! Holy canolis!! So I was finally in a room by 3:15 (I was waiting for a little over 30mn -me and 3 other people in the entire waiting room). Then I get the most sarcastic and bitchy nurse one could imagine and as I was in pain, I had no desire to deal with her "in good humor" so I was a huge bitch back. That was a mistake, because she had to put in an IV and it took her 20mn to do THAT. Finally, after sticking my hand, digging around (literally) my side wrist, and complaining on my small blood vessels, she put an IV into my right arm/inside elbow. OMG. Once she got it in, I said, "you know, I noticed that my blood pressure is pretty low (it was like 95/55), so maybe that had something to do with it". She stopped, looked at me and said, "oh. Yeah, you're right. I didn't even think of that". Shrugged and said, "oh well, it's in". So between the getting into the room and the "IV Incident" (as it shall be known as from this moment on), I waited for 45mn in my room watching tv before the doctor came in and in 5mn said, "yep, I think it's your gallbladder. We'll do an ultrasound and if you need some pain meds, I'll get those ordered for you right away". I said ok and "yes please!!!!!!!!!!!!" to the pain meds & he left. Then 20mn later the nurse came in and the IV Incident commenced. With no drugs, just saline. However, immediately after the IV was finally in place (remember, that whole process took 20mn), the ultrasound lady came in and for the 9th inning of the Twins game (I had the radio channel on the TV that was broadcasting it) -15-20mn or so?- I had an ultrasound of my entire upper abdomen. She was super sweet, super nice, and VERY professional. SOOOOOO, 30mn after THAT, I was getting PISSED because I was still in pain (this whole time it was a between 7-9 scale pain), so I hit the nurse call button. The doc came in right away and told me that I indeed have stones, the organs and everything else looks great, however, so he's not worried at all, was a bit dismayed to find I didn't have my pain drugs yet, and wants me to call a surgeon and get it taken out because he was discharging me. THEN, 15mn after that, I was just crabby as HELL, so I dinged the call button, and a different nurse came in WITH my drugs telling me my regular one was on break. I got an anti-nausea drug and 2mg of morphine pumped into my IV. FINALLY I was starting to feel better, though not really "drugged up" and that nurse was nice, professional, and very efficient. Then 10mn after that my regular nurse came in and asked if I wanted to go yet. Now I didn't feel like leaving because I was finally feeling ok and wanted to just lie there a while, actually not so much in pain. She kept coming back every 10mn!!!!!! Where the hell was she 2 hours ago!!! So I waited and waited until I finally felt like, yeah, I can walk by myself, I can do everything by myself and I don't feel lightheaded anymore. So I finally got out of there at 6:30, and walked down to the pharmacy to pick up my prescriptions (anti-nausea stuff and Lortab) and was out of there by 6:45.
So...that was my Sunday! What a waste of a day. Now I am waiting until the morphine wears off so I can take a lortab, but I think I'm just gonna go to bed and hope I don't wake up in pain. I've got to call a surgeon tomorrow and get this thing scheduled asap. I've got a short window to be laid up -once August hits, I've got to be really ready to roll.
So Mom, if you're reading this, don't freak out!!! And you don't have to call -I'm not dead nor am I in the hospital. I am a-ok, have good drugs, and won't know anything more than I've already written here until I am able to finalize a surgery date when I call Meritcare tomorrow. :)
On another note, I'm glad to be in Fargo for this -I don't feel as alone and I know I can get a cab at 3am here (lol -reference to my March gallbladder escapades in the index of posts). And, to make things a little creepy, I had JUST gotten my new insurance card from my new job YESTERDAY and had thought in passing, 'geez, I'm glad I haven't had to need this since I just got it 17 days after I started coverage'. I am very glad I chose the "regular" policy instead of the HSA policy and I am pretty sure I will hit my deductible AND my out of pocket expenses before the school year even starts now ($500 deductible then I pay 20% up to $900 out of pocket). Wooooo Hoooo!!! Free healthcare for me until next July! Haha. Not really cuz I pay for 65% of it myself.
No funnies for you today. Sorry! Not feelin it right now. :) Maybe later.