The ER is nothing like the show
For as many times as I have been in the emergency room at CHOP, I am now starting to relaize that George Clooney, Noah Wyle, Ming-Na, and Linda Cardinelli are not going to show up. I like that show, but that is nothing compared with real life.
So yesterday I didn't go to school because I had a VDS in the morning and I was so sore afterwards. Lesson of the day: Catheters not fun.
So I was really really cold for the rest of the day and I just thought, well...maybe it's cold! (that's my Masterman brain working!) So I watch TV, Lost was awesome, and was Law and Order and I climb into bed and I am F-R-E-E-Z-I-N-G. So I didn't really think anything of it, but 5 minutes later I am shivering and shaking and my mom is like, oh no. Back in June I had something similar to this called, Rygers (spelling??). It is a state of uncontrollable shaking that you cannot control; it is not a seizure. I had a ridiculously high temp (104, after that they never checked again, but it was suspected that I went up to like 107) and your hands cramp up and you can't move any part of your body but it's shaking uncontrollably.
So they make me all better at like 2 in the morning, Yes I was shaking for 3 hours. Then this doctor comes in and is like asking me all these questions about life, and depression and other stuff, and I was like, whoa, wait, you think I am crazy. It turns out that they thought that even though I had medical evidence that suggested that something was wrong with me, I wanted attention. Uh, so not true. I was supposed to write a philosophy in class essay today.
So that really pissed my dad off because in my discharge papers they were going to write "Suggested that follow up be with therapist ASAP." My dad didn't want that stigma following me around because once you get that diagnosis, all doctors believe that you are crazy.
Got my postcard from Steve today. That made my day. Missed drama class, that sucks.
So yesterday I didn't go to school because I had a VDS in the morning and I was so sore afterwards. Lesson of the day: Catheters not fun.
So I was really really cold for the rest of the day and I just thought, well...maybe it's cold! (that's my Masterman brain working!) So I watch TV, Lost was awesome, and was Law and Order and I climb into bed and I am F-R-E-E-Z-I-N-G. So I didn't really think anything of it, but 5 minutes later I am shivering and shaking and my mom is like, oh no. Back in June I had something similar to this called, Rygers (spelling??). It is a state of uncontrollable shaking that you cannot control; it is not a seizure. I had a ridiculously high temp (104, after that they never checked again, but it was suspected that I went up to like 107) and your hands cramp up and you can't move any part of your body but it's shaking uncontrollably.
So they make me all better at like 2 in the morning, Yes I was shaking for 3 hours. Then this doctor comes in and is like asking me all these questions about life, and depression and other stuff, and I was like, whoa, wait, you think I am crazy. It turns out that they thought that even though I had medical evidence that suggested that something was wrong with me, I wanted attention. Uh, so not true. I was supposed to write a philosophy in class essay today.
So that really pissed my dad off because in my discharge papers they were going to write "Suggested that follow up be with therapist ASAP." My dad didn't want that stigma following me around because once you get that diagnosis, all doctors believe that you are crazy.
Got my postcard from Steve today. That made my day. Missed drama class, that sucks.