Scary, but ok now
Ok first off, let me say, everything is alright now, we're doing ok, just gotta take another day off and get an appointment.
So, yesterday morning, Kristy had a panic attack. She's had them before but this was bad. For a few minutes she was lethargic. For those of you who don't know what that means, she blacked out while still awake, limp and unresponsive. So I took her to a clinic. They then sent us to the Er (shortening the story). After about 8 hours of waiting and me getting ready to punch the next person who came in and tried to take her blood (mind you six different nurses came to try after they had said she didn't have to cause she peed...Kristy is petrified of needles and it sends her into panic attacks), we had one person actually try to find the vein and get her stuck. Well a psychoanalist walks in RIGHT as she's crying and freaks out. This woman must either be new or just a bitch because she stared at Kristy like she was nuts for crying and made the snide comment 'you know they haven't done anything yet, right?'. Then she says very rudely that she'll be back in a few minutes.
So finally they give up on taking blood because they can't find the vein and we're alone again. Around 9, they come in and tell us that going home is not an option and Kristy is going to be taken ( in a fucking police car) to the Crisis Clinic. It's a mental institution! I'm like WTF. So I start freaking out and we wait longer and longer until they come. Then I find out I was lied to and I can't go with her and I have to wait till they do an exam on her and let her call me to know ANYTHING. They wouldn't tell me or her parents anything about where she was exactly or what was going on. It was so enfuriating. Finally, she called around 10:30 and said they told her she could go home and shouldn't have been sent there in the first place. Fucking stupid hospitals!
I felt so horrible because I shouldn't have taken her there in the first place. I was so scared that I got my girlfriend almost institutionalized. It scared the shit out of me and I didn't want to be without her.
Finally, we got her home and she was calmed down.
Work understands thankfully and she's got lots of people keeping her in their prayers.
I have never been so scared in all my life. I thought I was going to lose her and couldn't imagine sleeping without her by my side. It really brought to reality how much I love and adore her and how hard it would be if anything ever happened to her.
She was strong through the whole scare and was willing to go with them to get help for her depression and anxiety. Which made me feel a little better. I freaked out more than she did. lol
Just wanted to share, needed to get it out. One of the hardest nights of my life, but finally it's over.
So, yesterday morning, Kristy had a panic attack. She's had them before but this was bad. For a few minutes she was lethargic. For those of you who don't know what that means, she blacked out while still awake, limp and unresponsive. So I took her to a clinic. They then sent us to the Er (shortening the story). After about 8 hours of waiting and me getting ready to punch the next person who came in and tried to take her blood (mind you six different nurses came to try after they had said she didn't have to cause she peed...Kristy is petrified of needles and it sends her into panic attacks), we had one person actually try to find the vein and get her stuck. Well a psychoanalist walks in RIGHT as she's crying and freaks out. This woman must either be new or just a bitch because she stared at Kristy like she was nuts for crying and made the snide comment 'you know they haven't done anything yet, right?'. Then she says very rudely that she'll be back in a few minutes.
So finally they give up on taking blood because they can't find the vein and we're alone again. Around 9, they come in and tell us that going home is not an option and Kristy is going to be taken ( in a fucking police car) to the Crisis Clinic. It's a mental institution! I'm like WTF. So I start freaking out and we wait longer and longer until they come. Then I find out I was lied to and I can't go with her and I have to wait till they do an exam on her and let her call me to know ANYTHING. They wouldn't tell me or her parents anything about where she was exactly or what was going on. It was so enfuriating. Finally, she called around 10:30 and said they told her she could go home and shouldn't have been sent there in the first place. Fucking stupid hospitals!
I felt so horrible because I shouldn't have taken her there in the first place. I was so scared that I got my girlfriend almost institutionalized. It scared the shit out of me and I didn't want to be without her.
Finally, we got her home and she was calmed down.
Work understands thankfully and she's got lots of people keeping her in their prayers.
I have never been so scared in all my life. I thought I was going to lose her and couldn't imagine sleeping without her by my side. It really brought to reality how much I love and adore her and how hard it would be if anything ever happened to her.
She was strong through the whole scare and was willing to go with them to get help for her depression and anxiety. Which made me feel a little better. I freaked out more than she did. lol
Just wanted to share, needed to get it out. One of the hardest nights of my life, but finally it's over.