It is funny because a few days ago Moongazer warned me about being careful so I didn’t end up blogging from the back of an ambulance. Well, there was no ambulance involved, but after several days of extreme pain and fatigue, I allowed my hubby to take me to emergency.
We arrived about 2:45 on Monday afternoon. Because I was dealing with chest pain they got me in right away. They determined pretty quickly it wasn’t a heart attack, but they did many other tests and didn’t want to give me any pain medication until some of the work was done. When they finally did, they gave me a narcotic and gravol, both in pill form. I became nauseous and threw up, not that there was much besides the pills on my stomach.
Next they wanted to send me to get a CT scan with dye contrast. For that they use a larger IV in the inside of your elbow. However, the nurse was having problems finding a vein (as most do with me) and went through it. They tried to do the test anyway and the dye and fluid just ended up in my arm, swelling it up to over double the size before I could get it taken out. They still needed to insert an IV because I was dehydrated and also they wanted to give pain meds through there so I wouldn’t get sick. The original nurse got another one who was trying with no success. I suggested using warm towels on my arms because it has worked in the past. She put them on but never came back. I sat there with my arms stretched out and still with no pain relief for quite awhile. Finally the charge nurse came and said they didn’t need to do another CT so she put it in my wrist of my right arm. I had to keep it straight, plus my left arm was swollen straight with fluid so dealing with the itchiness that comes with narcotics for me was impossible! But at least at this point I could get some pain relief.
The doctor came to say everything seemed normal and he could not find a reason for the pain, but wanted me to get it managed and get the fluids in me before I left. At least he acknowledged the pain which is more than a lot of them do.
While all this was going on, a young man had been put in the bed beside me. He was brought in in hand-cuffs with a police escort. He seemed quite harmless when he came in. He asked about his girlfriend, making it sound like it was a domestic dispute. He was brought to the ER because his blood sugar was messed up. As the evening went on he seemed to get more and more adgetated. He did not want the nurses, or anyone else touching him and he was saying nasty things about them and other patients. Finally, my nurse was trying to fix his IV and he pushed her. The officer warned him and he pushed the officer. Out came the pepper spray and my nurse grabbed me and took me to the next row of bed-chairs. My asthma was triggered by the pepper spray and she gave me an oxygen mask. The young man was taken away and things settled down.
I was discharged shortly after that, but the story doesn’t end there. We got home about 10:30 pm and I was still in a lot of pain. I was able to take more medication around 11 pm and then went to bed. That meant I had about 4 doses of the narcotic. About 4 in the morning I got up to use the washroom. I was pretty wobbly and had to hold onto the walls to go down the hall. Now here comes a little TMI, but I fell asleep on the toilet and when I woke up I sat up fast and hit the tank. What I didn’t know was that I actually cracked the tank. I went back to bed and didn’t know anything until I woke up at 7 to find out my poor hubby had been up for two hours mopping up the water. Thankfully it was just the tank and he was able to turn the water off, but it still made a mess. So now we have to buy a new toilet. At least we have another one in the meantime!
I am getting a lot of sleep and while I am still in pain, I won’t take any of the narcotic. It makes me feel more unsafe on my feet than usual. As long as there is nothing wrong and I know it is just my chronic pain, I can cope with it.
I certainly do not regret going to the hospital as it shows me there is nothing serious wrong – and every time I go there is some “fun” adventure!