My Dad? Grandparent's? Instincts? God? Fear?
Someone or something has completely taken over at this point.
4:10 AM-
They took me to have a CT. The pain is unreal.... but I'm trying to sleep.
I walked into the ER in pain. They gave me pain meds- (morphine which I used to tolerate)...
4:45 AM -Allergic reaction #1
Vomiting all the way to CT and back---
Wait for the results while I'm hunched over.
My boobs are way to heavy on my chest and I can't breathe- call the nurse-
Beg nurse for GI cocktail (worked in the past) -
The student doctor walks in to let me know that the results are back from CT.
They see a "lytic lesion"
I'm still nauseous and my stomach is spasming. I start to look up "lytic" ---
The ER resident walks in and I down the numbing liquid.....
Check the time- cool- it's not even 5-- maybe they'll grab a dude to cut this and I can still go write some reports.
5:00 AM- The resident walks in my room to share that they plan to release me.
I'm vomiting again. Racing....
searching for resources on next steps for lytic anything....
She (Angel #1) and I make eye contact---- I ask her what to do? This hurts so bad. She turns the screen and shows me my skull- she lets me read the CT report.
I'm still puking.
5:16AM - ER doctor walks in with discharge papers.
My Dad? Grandparent's? Instincts? God? Fear?
A voice that had zero prep or plan comes out and says-
' I can't sign that- please go consult the neurologists who admitted me last fall for an MRI. My symptoms were much less severe and this pain is too much-'
[simultaneously contact my primary care for an after hours call].
ER doc- looks at me then looks at the Resident- [she smiles at me]
ER doc- "sure- I can do that".
5:24 AM (8 minutes later).
The Neurosurgeon agreed to admit me. They are officially asking for a consultation through
Otolaryngology
Neurology
Infectious disease
Internal Medicine/ General
Ugh- time to let work know 🙃
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