So I go to the ER.
Lots of abdominal pain, sudden onset emesis, R flank pain, epigastric goodness going on, and ocassional twinges in the R shoulder. My mother drags me to the ER. I told her I was an adult and I didn't want to go. She pulled rank on me and said she was my mother and I WAS going. She won. Even after thrity plus years, she wins most of the time.
We get there and I get triaged. In the waiting room I am in a pathetic ball trying not to puke on anyone and I can't get comfortable because of the pain. THREE hours later (not bad really considering their load yesterday...they got SLAMMED) I get into an ER cubicle. Both nurses who took care of me (shift change
) had the same basic reaction when they saw me: "Don't I know you?....Oh you did clinicals here under me!......Long time no see!.....So how's nursing going for you?" In hind site it was quite funny. But at the time I just wanted drugs.
Then I got into a discusison with the PA over Wygesic vs. Hydrocodone. She was trying to tell me they were the same thing. She left the cubicle and came back and appologized to me. I got my script for Wygesic. She was cool about it.
My R arm looks like hell from the blown IV attempt, the infiltrated IV, and the blood draw site (I bruise very easily). But I did get some very pleasant stuff via my IV, so I'm all good with the bruising.
Long story short, I get to get my gall bladder out soon. It hates me. So I am serving it an eviction notice. If I don't end up back in the ER tomorrow (OMG this hurts like hell, and the nausea.....ugh), I get to tell my Dr I want my gall bladder yanked out asap.
Oh....The PA at the ER gave me a work release for 72 hours. I went to work today anyway. BIG mistake. I couldn't take the drugs while I was at work (well, I could of, but then I prolly wouldn't have been able to stay upright most of the time). Meh....couldn't pass up my holiday pay and I really didn't want to call in anyway.
If I have surgery there it should be interesting. I get to be taken care of by classmates and mentors.....
Nov 26, '06
Ok this in not medical advice, but personal experience: GET RID OF THAT Gall bladder, if that is your problem and your doctors say it's bad!
Mine was taken out 2 weeks ago-----tell ya what, easiest surgery I ever did. Not that any surgery is routine or that easy, but I have had quite a few iin the past, and compared to those experiences, it was a walk in the park.
And remember, this, you have the "hometeam" advantage if you are treated in your own hospital. I had my gb out at my hospital of employment, too. I had the same worries you do. But I tell you, it was great for me. I got the anesthesiologist of my choice, who rocked. TBest experience ever...he listened to me when I told him I emerge from generals VERY badly and stay sick for hours. He fixed me right up, from putting scop patches on me, to giving me IV meds that worked, to obviously using the right concentrations/types of anesthetics for ME personally, based on my history and complaints.
The surgeon was the bomb. I got to choose from several, and knowing OR nurses and techs----they are the experts here---- I listened to their recommendations and chose the one they said would do best by me. (another "home team" advantage). He was the best ever---great bedside manner, too, which was awesome.
Best part? I had wonderful care from the nurses. They knew me, and that stunk at first. I thought " I do not want them all in my business!" BUT they treated me well and were right there if I needed anything. I have always had a great repoire with all the nurses where I work, from the ambulatory unit, to the OR to PACU. All of them went out of their way to see I was cared-for. I felt really safe and cared-for. Such a different experience than in the other hospitals I was in....(military mostly).
I even had the PACU nurse of my "choice". She was on that day and agreed to be the one there when I woke up. That was a really comforting experience.
You see: There ARE advantages to having staff who know you care for you. Just be crystal-clear on your limits. HIPAA is not just a bunch of letters, you know. And if you have to, remind them, you are NOT a nurse in their care but a PATIENT, and to please treat you as such.
Oh and my post-gallbladder life? WONDERFUL. Just knowing I won't have another attack ----(and believe me you will have them again, if you ignore this)---- is a new lease on life for me. I can't tell you what a relief I feel now that it's said and done.
Quick recovery. OH yea, cause it's done laparoscopically these days. WOOT, no giant incisions across the abdomen means you go in, have the procedure done, and go home, all within HOURS, not days. I was in at 0530, home by noon in my own bed. Nothing beats recovering at home in all your creature comforts.
Do see this "attack" as a warning, (even if it's not your gallbladder, but something else)--- and take care to follow up. Get the recommended scans and tests, and if they say it needs to go, don't hesitate to follow dr orders. You won't believe how good you will feel when it's over and done!!!
I wish you clarity in your situation, good medical and nursing care and wellness.......hang in there.
Last edit by SmilingBluEyes on Nov 26, '06