Aug 25, 2007 01:12
I had horrible stomach problems last night. I didn't think it was gallstones at first, it felt so different. I'd hate to think I was stupid and ate food too far past the 'eat before' date. Anyway, what made this trip to emerg different: the being sick part.. It worked kind of in my favour at the ER. I guess it's bad to have Sick!girl in the waiting room with children and moms and the tv playing highly edited movies. They brought me in practically right away, though it took them a while to get me morphine. I am guessing they wanted to make sure I wasn't an addict with a reeeally good routine and stellar acting skills.
They discharged me after almost two bags of potassium drip in my arm. yum, that's good KCl. I also have a prescription. WOO more pills!
Stomach still feels touchy. it's almost like it doesn't trust me any more. Poor belly.
There is some possible good of all this. NO, I didn't get the cute doctor's phone number. He actually reminded me of Stephen Harper. When that thought formed in my head, I immediately had a huge ick moment and that's saying something about a woman who's throwing up. The good thing might have something to do with my strength and energy level the past few months. Apparently low potassium can really knock you for a loop. It would be nice if a simple supplement could make me feel like I could work full time again!
Ah, hope feels so nice and warm and fuzzy.
Though I do wish the washroom in the ER had been cleaner (moist towelettes: not just a wipe to use before giving a sample) and my IV had not been a bit jiggly. Shame I have such small hands. The IV machine kept going "BEEP BEEP" because it sensed an occlusion.