Thursday, April 29, 2010
Day +17: Oops!
Remember playing Chutes and Ladders as a kid? That's how I feel this morning, like I've slid down one of those dreaded "chutes" - after climbing the "ladders" so successfully. I spiked a fever last night (100.9) and ended up in the emergency room! I actually spent the entire night there (not recommended***). This is standard operating procedure for somebody in my situation - to check into ER. They did blood cultures and an X-ray and generally poked and prodded me all night. I got on some serious IV antibiotics. I'm fine now, and the fever is gone.
The Bone Marrow Transplant people came and visited me this morning (finally, people who understand me!) and, thankfully, decided to send me to the relative calm and safety of my home, rather than keeping me in the hospital. So I'm back home now and happily 'blogging' and soon to be 'napping' from my recliner - where I belong!
A night in the ER:
***OK, so I'm trying to keep a positive attitude about all this, and, to a person, the staff I've worked with "on the hill" are terrific. HOWEVER, spending the night in the ER was pretty close to torture. It started out OK actually: I was admitted immediately - valet parking even! - and put in a treatment room, but had to keep my mask on the whole time - since ER is where all the SICK PEOPLE are! We checked in about 8:00 PM, and, somewhere around 1:00 AM the nurse allowed that I would be spending the night in the hospital, but, they didn't have any "beds" available, so I was going to have to stay in the ER. Julie was able to go home a little after this - leaving around 1:30AM. Sometime later they found me a pillow. The nurse who came on shift at 6:00 AM thought to bring me a blanket. (Oh, and, thank god for noise canceling headphones because there was a woman screaming and complaining loudly every 10 minutes or so ALL night. She was obviously a chronic complainer, and staff were doing the best they could to keep her quiet. She was still going at it this morning - though she had clearly lost some energy and ability to project her voice - finally!) I was really OK though - and kept consoling myself by thinking: "at least I'm not the guy who's coming in on the LIFE FLIGHT HELICOPTERS" that kept landing outside... Oops, there I am slipping back into optimism again, sorry.
Anyway, suffice it to say that the ER is NOT the place you want to spend the night. They are good at patching people up and saving lives, but they are not really geared up for creature comforts and "healing". God bless em though if you need em!