Down that road again

After posting yesterday morning, I got a phone call from an old friend that lost her younger sister shortly after a devastating diagnosis.  During the conversation, someone kept calling over and over (I don't put friends on hold to take another call) so I told Beth I better check to see if there is a problem and ended our call.  It was Carole.  On her way to the hospital.  Was in the ER with her the majority of the day and took her home early evening with extra Lasix for CHF.  Again.  But they did not address the dry heaves and chills which stopped with Zofran.  I questioned that but she wanted to go home and said she was fine.  I was exhausted and fell into bed early even after a nap.  At 7am the phone is ringing and I just knew, the anxiety of those calls flooded back.  She is so out of breath after they worked on her that she slipped into a sleep and they rushed the oxygen on her.  This time she will stay and I suspect gall bladder again.  Surgery would be risky for her, even laparoscopic, but they do not know the diagnosis yet.  Blood panels were OK yesterday but chills and fever this morning.  They should have tested her yesterday for ALL symptoms.  Her son is there now and after working midnight shifts and not sleeping yesterday because of the ER, I told him to go home and I will be coming now.  It's 9am and I wonder how long it will be before they put her in a room.  They were not busy at all yesterday and the amount of time she and another patient in pain waited for answers is ridiculous.  Hopefully we will have a diagnosis soon.

 

Too tired to proofread, please excuse!

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