For those who read this on a regular, I have not been opening up recently about my current events.
Last Wednesday after work I head to Goose Lane, my home away from home. Now when I say this, I do not want you all to think I truly enjoy going to the hospital. In fact, I hate it. But I have been dealing with this stupid stomach thing for a week, and when I got home on Wednesday night and called the on call service, they basically told me I should go to the hospital. So we ended up going, I got pumped up with IV fluids, some Cipro and other drugs, and ended up heading home at 3 in the morning. I was punch drunk basically at that point and all I wanted to do is go home.
Mind you, the nurse who was checking me in sort of remember me once I started to tell her what I was in for. She looked at me and goes, "Wait you were here a few months ago....". Woof. I don't enjoy being remembered in the emergency room (even if it's not a busy emergency room.....)
Anyway, I ended up trying to go on with life like normal by going into work with my head down and do my work. I was successful, and looked forward to having three days off so I can sleep off this awful stomach problem and hopefully have the medication kick in.
Sadly, I was mistaken.
Since Thursday evening, I haven't had a full nights sleep. I have been up basically every hour or two, and last night couldn't even sleep at all. My stomach didn't get any better what so ever and I missed out on some fun times with my friends. Instead of calling the on call service again this weekend, I waited until Monday to call my doctor to see what he would recommend. I'm not happy. I'm in my bed or on the couch most of the day and can't even fall asleep when that's all I need.
So yesterday my doctor recommended me going to the hospital either last night or today. I do not want to go at all and when I told him I wasn't up as much last night, he asked if I started to feel better. If I answered yes, I don't need to go today, then my parents would have KILLED me. Now I'm just waiting to hear from Yale until a bed is free and my sick ass can get in there to start getting pumped with medications again so I can start enjoying food again.
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Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
They are Doing Rounds Right Outside Now
Sleeping at a hospital while unusual, isn't as bad as I thought. I just don't like the idea of not getting up to go to the bathroom if necessary but I dealt with that on my crutches as well.
The crazy lady across the hall was at it again last night and I heard the nurses telling her she is not the only patient they have. Whenever I did wake up, it seemed like someone was in there with her.
I got woken up twice I think for blood work and what not. It wasn't too bad, they were able to find the vein easier then they had earlier in the day. But like I said, it would be difficult to go back to sleep again but then I would manage. Same with earlier today at like five and eight. Although at eight I decided I would stay up just because I didn't fell like having to deal with trying to sleep again.
Still unable to eat today which makes me even more hungry. Wonderful for the girl who loves food. Blood levels are good though and they are hoping to unhook me from things so I can actually move around a bit. They are also saying that I may be moving to the regular floor which may mean roommates, wonderful....I can deal. I'm also crossing my fingers that Dr. I will give me the go ahead to eat today.
I didn't mention in yesterday's post but Dr. I did come visit me yesterday. It was good to see him even if the circumstances aren't ideal. He told me what he did on Friday when I talked to him on the phone which basically means I will be needing to get new medicines.
Don't worry kids, I will continue to update you guys. Especially at night when I'm bored here by myself. Oh and can we talk about the fact there is NO FOX which means NO GLEE tonight. And no MTV but no Glee? That simply blows.
The crazy lady across the hall was at it again last night and I heard the nurses telling her she is not the only patient they have. Whenever I did wake up, it seemed like someone was in there with her.
I got woken up twice I think for blood work and what not. It wasn't too bad, they were able to find the vein easier then they had earlier in the day. But like I said, it would be difficult to go back to sleep again but then I would manage. Same with earlier today at like five and eight. Although at eight I decided I would stay up just because I didn't fell like having to deal with trying to sleep again.
Still unable to eat today which makes me even more hungry. Wonderful for the girl who loves food. Blood levels are good though and they are hoping to unhook me from things so I can actually move around a bit. They are also saying that I may be moving to the regular floor which may mean roommates, wonderful....I can deal. I'm also crossing my fingers that Dr. I will give me the go ahead to eat today.
I didn't mention in yesterday's post but Dr. I did come visit me yesterday. It was good to see him even if the circumstances aren't ideal. He told me what he did on Friday when I talked to him on the phone which basically means I will be needing to get new medicines.
Don't worry kids, I will continue to update you guys. Especially at night when I'm bored here by myself. Oh and can we talk about the fact there is NO FOX which means NO GLEE tonight. And no MTV but no Glee? That simply blows.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Been Up Since 4:30
After many requests to what is going on in my life, I have decided to be productive this morning by making a wonderful little post for those people that still check this thing on a regular basis. I promise I will post again later this afternoon because I have a few ideas of posts, especially things I need to vent about, but for now it's just something to do because I have been up since 4:30 and I can not fall asleep for a few more hours before work. I already win for the most epic day of the week.
Last week I went in for a CT scan and I'm not sure if I had posted anything about that. I think I did a blog right after, but nothing about the results. My doctor told us the change from the first to the second really did not happen, the swelling was still the same. I was under the impression that this scan was going to tell us a little more but it didn't. However, it did allow the doctor to give us some options on treatment. The first option was to continue just the pills that has taken away the pain in my stomach, which would not treat it exactly but would keep the pain away. After a month if nothing changed, then I would have been prescribed steroids which the doctor felt would actually treat and hopefully reduce the swelling and make everything better. He also gave us the option to take the steroids now, which is what we chose because we want this to be treated as soon as possible. I mean a month and a half is a long time to have to deal with this. It's going to be almost two months of the whole stomach thing in about less then 10 days. Crazy to believe huh?
I have been on steroids since Monday. In addition to the steroids, I take the stomach pain medicine and my blood thinners for my blood clot. Basically I am taking a ton of medication in hopes that everything gets better.
Unfortunately I can not say that my spirits are always so high. I seem to always break down on Sunday nights, crying to my dad about either embarrassments from the weekend, no change in my health or just being overtired or whatever, but I have been crying every Sunday for the past few weeks now. It's not to say that I have not been enjoying my life, because I had a very enjoyable night out with Meggie and Amy on Saturday to celebrate my dear dear Amy. But I'm just over not feeling one hundred percent and I seem to get that fed up point on Sunday nights.
I have been working a lot which I love because it keeps me from worrying about my insides, and seemingly doing better throughout the day. However, it is not doing well for my leg at all. I have been working later shifts, which means the swelling in my leg which was anticipated is happening. But because I'm working later shifts, I don't have as much time at night to elevate the leg and in the morning I can't elevate it because I have to get ready for work. Thank goodness that tomorrow I only have to work five hours after a busy day of blood work and a doctor appointment. Then I have two days off to make sure that my leg is able to recover a bit, or at least I hope to not do a whole lot with it but rest it.
It's seven o'clock and I'm sitting listening to the radio, after seeing a lovely coyote in the backyard. If the coyote messes with my dogs though, it's going down. I already warned it through the window.
I'm expecting to crash by two. I'm also hoping to get out a little early. One could wish for some luck change soon.
Last week I went in for a CT scan and I'm not sure if I had posted anything about that. I think I did a blog right after, but nothing about the results. My doctor told us the change from the first to the second really did not happen, the swelling was still the same. I was under the impression that this scan was going to tell us a little more but it didn't. However, it did allow the doctor to give us some options on treatment. The first option was to continue just the pills that has taken away the pain in my stomach, which would not treat it exactly but would keep the pain away. After a month if nothing changed, then I would have been prescribed steroids which the doctor felt would actually treat and hopefully reduce the swelling and make everything better. He also gave us the option to take the steroids now, which is what we chose because we want this to be treated as soon as possible. I mean a month and a half is a long time to have to deal with this. It's going to be almost two months of the whole stomach thing in about less then 10 days. Crazy to believe huh?
I have been on steroids since Monday. In addition to the steroids, I take the stomach pain medicine and my blood thinners for my blood clot. Basically I am taking a ton of medication in hopes that everything gets better.
Unfortunately I can not say that my spirits are always so high. I seem to always break down on Sunday nights, crying to my dad about either embarrassments from the weekend, no change in my health or just being overtired or whatever, but I have been crying every Sunday for the past few weeks now. It's not to say that I have not been enjoying my life, because I had a very enjoyable night out with Meggie and Amy on Saturday to celebrate my dear dear Amy. But I'm just over not feeling one hundred percent and I seem to get that fed up point on Sunday nights.
I have been working a lot which I love because it keeps me from worrying about my insides, and seemingly doing better throughout the day. However, it is not doing well for my leg at all. I have been working later shifts, which means the swelling in my leg which was anticipated is happening. But because I'm working later shifts, I don't have as much time at night to elevate the leg and in the morning I can't elevate it because I have to get ready for work. Thank goodness that tomorrow I only have to work five hours after a busy day of blood work and a doctor appointment. Then I have two days off to make sure that my leg is able to recover a bit, or at least I hope to not do a whole lot with it but rest it.
It's seven o'clock and I'm sitting listening to the radio, after seeing a lovely coyote in the backyard. If the coyote messes with my dogs though, it's going down. I already warned it through the window.
I'm expecting to crash by two. I'm also hoping to get out a little early. One could wish for some luck change soon.
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