Friggin Hospital ¬.¬
Posted 01-10-2010 at 03:53 PM by susa_24
Blogging about a terrible day in the hospital, I hope you have a laugh reading this =)....
11 am: I wake up with an acute pain in my chest... (Location of the pain, like 2 fingers before the breastbone ends.) So I tell my mom, this is like the third time it happens, so she calls my psichiatrist because we figured it was because of the pills i'm taking....
3 pm: The psychiatrist calls back after a phone oddissey, but that's another blog, she tells my mom that she had never heard of a patient with those symptoms that was taking my meds, so we have to go to the hospital.
4 pm: After driving to the hospital, getting lost in the parking lot and going to the wrong ER i'm lying on a box (box as in the places where you stay while the doctors come and check u) with a LOT of pain.
Someone please explain, why is it that ER's are ALWAYS filled with small kids and babies! I wanted to knock them all unconcious, they screamed and cried... Its not very fun, so there I was rolling with pain on the stretcher while the stupid kids cried over nothing... I hated it...
4 30 pm: A female pediatritian with not much hair walks in and examines me... heres how it went:
Dr: *touches stomach* does it hurt there?
Me: no...
Dr: *touches back* there?
Me: no...
Dr: *touches every-friggin-where* there?
Me: NO! ITS MY CHEST....
Dr: *touches chest: there?...
Me: *winces* yeah...
So she scheudles an ultrasound scan to rule out appendicitis and other stuff, meanwhile she puts me on a dripping pain killer, which eventually makes the pain go away (yaaay!) but makes me totally and completely drugged my mom told me i acted like him:[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Zg86F_H2Qo"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Zg86F_H2Qo[/ame]
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So yeah, it was pretty fun =)..
4.50: Ultrasound scan... let me explain how it goes... doctor squirts a blue liquid that NEVER fails to be so cold you start shivering, immediately after doctor proceeds to try to stab you with the implement. So after ten minutes of trying to run the stupid implement across my stomach, doctor stands up and tells me we're done..
Now even with the painkiller, the pain comes back...
After getting an X-Ray (reason, beats me) of my chest i'm back in box 9 *shivers* waiting for test results, while we wait they take my blood pressure and check my heartbeats and temperature every 10 minutes, doctor comes back with the tests (negative, negative, everything doctor thought i had had a big red X on it)... So she comes up with this master plan...
6.45: Okay this part is hard for me to write but here it goes... First I'll have to introduce something called Fleet... Imagine a straw attached to a bag filled with liquid... Now please imagine all the places that could go... They shoved it up my pretty white arzze!


Do you think I had a say in this? I still dont know why they did it... bottom line, after waiting for 10 minutes, holding the liquid inside i'm on the bathroom, without going into details 15 minutes later i come out, still in pain..
7.15: After being practiaclly raped by a piece of plastic i'm back in box 9... Doctor comes in..
Dr: Well everything is negative so you'll have to go home and the pain will go away.. After a discussion that involved my mom asking for a second opinion and the doctor calling my a liar, the doctor leaves and pages a gastroenterologist so she'll examine me..
8: New dr. comes, she's a pretty nice lady, she asked me some questions and told me i needed an endoscopy.. (Shove a camera down your throat) So at 9.30 they'd come and pick me up..
My mom has had surgeries before, and told me this is the worst time, when you have to wait so they'll pick you up.. She took her watch off and we waited while talking about my sister's surgeries (she has a pretty funny way of waking up after surgeries) and we laughed, i wasnt nervous at all...
(Bte i forgot to add that during all this time i had an IV with saline solution)
Sooo they rolled me down a hall and up the elevator and down another hall and we went into a room and the guy wwho would put me to sleep talked to me and then it all faded away.
11: I woke up on recovery room, filled with ppl that are supposed to wake up after surgery, my mom told me i have esophagitis (swollen esophagus) and some kind of fungi in there too...
12: i'm on a wheelchair waiting for my dad to do the checkout, i start spinning around and get stuck between a door and a chair and go "oooh i'm dizzy" and i crached into a wall, hehe it was cuz of the sleeping drugs...
So here i am, stuck on my house waiting for the results (we have no idea what kind of mushroom it is) i have to eat soup, cant eat anything sour, bitter, with fibre, chocolate, soft drinks... nothing T.T
what i want to do... is go to the stupid doctor and smack her head off with a frozen fish..
bottom line, dont trust semi-bald doctors
11 am: I wake up with an acute pain in my chest... (Location of the pain, like 2 fingers before the breastbone ends.) So I tell my mom, this is like the third time it happens, so she calls my psichiatrist because we figured it was because of the pills i'm taking....
3 pm: The psychiatrist calls back after a phone oddissey, but that's another blog, she tells my mom that she had never heard of a patient with those symptoms that was taking my meds, so we have to go to the hospital.
4 pm: After driving to the hospital, getting lost in the parking lot and going to the wrong ER i'm lying on a box (box as in the places where you stay while the doctors come and check u) with a LOT of pain.
Someone please explain, why is it that ER's are ALWAYS filled with small kids and babies! I wanted to knock them all unconcious, they screamed and cried... Its not very fun, so there I was rolling with pain on the stretcher while the stupid kids cried over nothing... I hated it...
4 30 pm: A female pediatritian with not much hair walks in and examines me... heres how it went:
Dr: *touches stomach* does it hurt there?
Me: no...
Dr: *touches back* there?
Me: no...
Dr: *touches every-friggin-where* there?
Me: NO! ITS MY CHEST....
Dr: *touches chest: there?...
Me: *winces* yeah...
So she scheudles an ultrasound scan to rule out appendicitis and other stuff, meanwhile she puts me on a dripping pain killer, which eventually makes the pain go away (yaaay!) but makes me totally and completely drugged my mom told me i acted like him:[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Zg86F_H2Qo"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Zg86F_H2Qo[/ame]
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDh4JT9kILA&feature=related"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDh4JT9kILA&feature=related[/ame]
So yeah, it was pretty fun =)..
4.50: Ultrasound scan... let me explain how it goes... doctor squirts a blue liquid that NEVER fails to be so cold you start shivering, immediately after doctor proceeds to try to stab you with the implement. So after ten minutes of trying to run the stupid implement across my stomach, doctor stands up and tells me we're done..
Now even with the painkiller, the pain comes back...
After getting an X-Ray (reason, beats me) of my chest i'm back in box 9 *shivers* waiting for test results, while we wait they take my blood pressure and check my heartbeats and temperature every 10 minutes, doctor comes back with the tests (negative, negative, everything doctor thought i had had a big red X on it)... So she comes up with this master plan...
6.45: Okay this part is hard for me to write but here it goes... First I'll have to introduce something called Fleet... Imagine a straw attached to a bag filled with liquid... Now please imagine all the places that could go... They shoved it up my pretty white arzze!



Do you think I had a say in this? I still dont know why they did it... bottom line, after waiting for 10 minutes, holding the liquid inside i'm on the bathroom, without going into details 15 minutes later i come out, still in pain..
7.15: After being practiaclly raped by a piece of plastic i'm back in box 9... Doctor comes in..
Dr: Well everything is negative so you'll have to go home and the pain will go away.. After a discussion that involved my mom asking for a second opinion and the doctor calling my a liar, the doctor leaves and pages a gastroenterologist so she'll examine me..
8: New dr. comes, she's a pretty nice lady, she asked me some questions and told me i needed an endoscopy.. (Shove a camera down your throat) So at 9.30 they'd come and pick me up..
My mom has had surgeries before, and told me this is the worst time, when you have to wait so they'll pick you up.. She took her watch off and we waited while talking about my sister's surgeries (she has a pretty funny way of waking up after surgeries) and we laughed, i wasnt nervous at all...
(Bte i forgot to add that during all this time i had an IV with saline solution)
Sooo they rolled me down a hall and up the elevator and down another hall and we went into a room and the guy wwho would put me to sleep talked to me and then it all faded away.
11: I woke up on recovery room, filled with ppl that are supposed to wake up after surgery, my mom told me i have esophagitis (swollen esophagus) and some kind of fungi in there too...
12: i'm on a wheelchair waiting for my dad to do the checkout, i start spinning around and get stuck between a door and a chair and go "oooh i'm dizzy" and i crached into a wall, hehe it was cuz of the sleeping drugs...
So here i am, stuck on my house waiting for the results (we have no idea what kind of mushroom it is) i have to eat soup, cant eat anything sour, bitter, with fibre, chocolate, soft drinks... nothing T.T
what i want to do... is go to the stupid doctor and smack her head off with a frozen fish..
bottom line, dont trust semi-bald doctors
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 03:59 PM by Tsuki ni
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Damn, this is like a deja vu.
I had the same 'adventure' in a russian 'American Clinic'.
I absolutely hate ultrasound, since it always ends with 'meh, shown nothing, gotta do some scans' but makes the pain unbearable.
I didn't have to take any other nasty tests you did, after 5 hours of wait I finally got a painkiller (before I did I was going insane in the waiting room).
And it was hilarious how 3 different docs came, all pressed on my stomach until I started swearing and later said nothing or were wrong.
Oda bless Switzerland for having docs who successfully diagnosed me and gave a smooth surgery ^(,_,)^Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:01 PM by BlazeCommanderASCE
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:03 PM by twix
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:09 PM by jumbojer
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:11 PM by X HARDCORE X
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Oh damn.......that sucks!
i hope you feel better now
lol, well im not trusting semi bald doctors anymorePosted 01-10-2010 at 04:14 PM by -
Oh yea!
Sue the damn shit out of them!!! >: OPosted 01-10-2010 at 04:15 PM by -
Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:19 PM by kristin551
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I had the same kind of infection in my lung. It took them so long to figure it out it had go rampant on the external envelop of my heart. So not only I couldn't breath but then I started to have this incredible pain in my chest. Which make them freak out. (A old lady with pain in her chest is never a good thing lol)
Still took them over 24hrs to figure it out.
I know they aren't god and can't just wave a magic wand to discovers what is the problem. I know it sucks. I know they also keep on doing irrelevant test on you so it give the illusion that they are "actively working on the case". Sorry you had to go trough that ~Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:24 PM by Hylia
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:34 PM by SilverShadow
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:42 PM by BlazeCommanderASCE
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:47 PM by kristin551
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:53 PM by SilverShadow
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 04:56 PM by kimmm6
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 05:03 PM by AlexxandraD
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6...6...6...Quote:
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Welcome, lord.Posted 01-10-2010 at 06:08 PM by jumbojer
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 06:22 PM by Ayame
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 08:22 PM by Urary
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Posted 01-10-2010 at 08:57 PM by susa_24
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