Reply #1: Um when I had an intestinal blockage [View All]

[miss_kitty]

symptoms of which i had been complaining about to my medical team for weeks (I had extensive gut surgery in April 2001, following botched radiation therapy-SO I WAS A PRIME CANDIDATE FOR INTESTINAL BLOCKAGE) the EMTs who came when I dialed 911 said "Nothing wrong. DO you want transport?" NO. Why would I? You JUST SAID nothing was wrong.

The ER guys I saw later on that evening assumed the gay man who drove me there and I were a couple and without asking my history (No sex in a long long time and I'd had surgery in an area only 4 months earlier which pretty much precluded any activity of that sort, and all that abdominal radiation made me sterile) gave me a pregnancy test and some morphine and a scrip for meds that said "If you have a history of intestinal blockage DO NOT TAKE THIS MEDICINE." Luckily instead of having it filled and sent down to the ER, Doc Dumbass thought I would not mind waiting at the pharmacy. I just wanted to go home while I still had a morphine buzz.

For the next 36 or so hours, I was writhing in pain, telling myself "Only x hours until my appt w/ Dr S__", my GI surgeon. I had an appt booked for 12 Thursday. I got my brother to take me in at 9. I was wearing slippers and the pain was so fucking intense and I hadn't eaten in days. I go to the reception and said "I have an appt w/ Dr S__ at 12. It's an emergency-I have to be admitted to the hospital NOW!" Receptionist "Oh miss_kitty. You're 3 hours early. Just go over there and have a seat." "No. You don't understand" I whisper. I can hardly talk "I am in blinding pain. I can hardly walk. I am extremely ill. It's an emergency-I need to be admitted to the hospital now!" People are staring. I look like a pale steaming pile. "That's alright" she chirps. "Just have a seat."

I had another surgery and spent three fucking weeks in the hospital.:grr: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :nuke: :grr: :nuke: :grr: