My Body Continues to Hate Me
I went back to the ER last night.
I really didn't want to, honestly. But the painkillers weren't working - at all. I'd been having waves of being lightheaded and incredibly dizzy since the day before, and just taking a shower or putting the dishes in the dishwasher was wearing me out bad enough I needed a nap. So Shi-chan had me call the nurse line for the hospital to ask them if I should come in, and I was explaining what I felt. Unfortunately I'd already discovered that talking made it harder to breathe, so I was semi-hyperventilating just trying to explain the chest pain and dizziness and shortness of breath. I think the poor guy on the phone thought I was having a heart attack.
So we went back. People actually remembered us from Friday night, which was both kind of funny and kind of sad. Made admittance a lot easier, though. (It was all the same people except for the X-ray techs, two nurses, and the doctor*.) This time the doctor thought I might have a bacterial infection in my lungs that just wasn't showing up yet, so she had them come to *me* for the chest x-ray this time (which was infinitely easier than trying to stand against the board and inhale), and had me given a breathing treatment.
We were there for about two and a half hours** (they were totally dead, thankfully), and the end result is: I have acute bronchitis, a hiatal hernia***, and anemia. Although I knew about the anemia. I have a bunch of prescriptions I can't afford and phone numbers to call, *but*, I am feeling a lot better today. Which is what matters.
In other news,
rosabelle is AMAZING and I love her SO MUCH. ♥♥♥ She made my day by saving it. (As usual.)
* The doctor was this tiny woman who looked and dressed just like my Ryokou-chan, except with a southern accent. I cannot addiquately express just how hilarious this is.
** I felt SO BAD for poor Shi-chan. She has a thirteen-hour shift today, and she had to leave early after sitting with me in the ER. x.x
*** As it was explained to me, a hiatal hernia means that there's a small hole in the bottom of my diaphram, and my stomach is trying to escape through it. All that can really be done for it is medication, watching when and how much I eat, and according to my paperwork, trying to lose weight. Which may be difficult with the bronchitis. -_-;;;
I really didn't want to, honestly. But the painkillers weren't working - at all. I'd been having waves of being lightheaded and incredibly dizzy since the day before, and just taking a shower or putting the dishes in the dishwasher was wearing me out bad enough I needed a nap. So Shi-chan had me call the nurse line for the hospital to ask them if I should come in, and I was explaining what I felt. Unfortunately I'd already discovered that talking made it harder to breathe, so I was semi-hyperventilating just trying to explain the chest pain and dizziness and shortness of breath. I think the poor guy on the phone thought I was having a heart attack.
So we went back. People actually remembered us from Friday night, which was both kind of funny and kind of sad. Made admittance a lot easier, though. (It was all the same people except for the X-ray techs, two nurses, and the doctor*.) This time the doctor thought I might have a bacterial infection in my lungs that just wasn't showing up yet, so she had them come to *me* for the chest x-ray this time (which was infinitely easier than trying to stand against the board and inhale), and had me given a breathing treatment.
We were there for about two and a half hours** (they were totally dead, thankfully), and the end result is: I have acute bronchitis, a hiatal hernia***, and anemia. Although I knew about the anemia. I have a bunch of prescriptions I can't afford and phone numbers to call, *but*, I am feeling a lot better today. Which is what matters.
In other news,
rosabelle is AMAZING and I love her SO MUCH. ♥♥♥ She made my day by saving it. (As usual.)
* The doctor was this tiny woman who looked and dressed just like my Ryokou-chan, except with a southern accent. I cannot addiquately express just how hilarious this is.
** I felt SO BAD for poor Shi-chan. She has a thirteen-hour shift today, and she had to leave early after sitting with me in the ER. x.x
*** As it was explained to me, a hiatal hernia means that there's a small hole in the bottom of my diaphram, and my stomach is trying to escape through it. All that can really be done for it is medication, watching when and how much I eat, and according to my paperwork, trying to lose weight. Which may be difficult with the bronchitis. -_-;;;