Genre: Opinion/Argumentation

Main menu Post navigation It's Been One Of THOSE Weeks... And I'm fucking glad it's almost over! It started with me and my hormones getting upset over this and the whole baby/Switzerland thing. Then I found out my sister had told my mother-in-law via the wonders of FaceBook that I'd been thinking about cheating on Husband. I went into full crisis mode (tears, wine, phonecalls, more tears and lots of expletives) and thankfully mother-in-law believes me, but thinks a whole lot less of me. Wonderful. Then yesterday morning I woke up with a pain in my side. It came and went. It hurt to take a deep breath in. The pain wasn't crippling, but enough to be disconcerting given my medical history. I asked for advice on what to do via Twitter and the wonderful Tamsin Howse recommended I call Health Direct who I hadn't heard of before. I did and the lady was lovely. She asked me a bunch of questions. Me and my stoic Englishness downplayed the pain until it was almost non-existent. But still, Health Direct lady told me I should see a doctor. Within 4 hours. My GP couldn't fit me in and the local clinic is useless (they diagnosed Husband's cancer as a UTI a few years back -- so needless to say I wouldn't trust them under any circumstances). So it was off to hospital. Husband came home and whisked me off to the nearest emergency department. I've not been to hospital before so I didn't really know what to expect. I also felt like a fraud. I wasn't bleeding uncontrollably, I didn't have a broken or dislocated limb and I definitely wasn't unconscious. I felt like a fool walking in there. But the doctor and one of the nurses were really nice. (The other nurse tried to force me to take a medication that tends to make me vomit -- when I refused and just took some Panadol and a little green painkiller instead, she was quite cross with me!) They did the usual exams -- BP (high), pulse (high), temperate (normal) oxygen saturation levels (normal), ECG (normal), blood sugar level (normal) ; then I had to wee in a cup and have a blood test. Fun. Then the painkiller started kicking in and made me feel a bit sleepy whilst we waited for my test results to come back. Husband was lovely and kept chatting away to me to keep me distracted from what was happening in the next cubicle (quite dramatic and very upsetting -- but I won't share, it doesn't feel right to share in this instance.) My test results came back an hour or so later and were normal and my pain was under control so they sent me home about 8pm with instructions to see my GP this morning. My lovely GP who I saw a couple of hours ago thinks I may have a very early and very mild case of appendicitis. He's whacked me onto some antibiotics which I get to take for ten days. So thankfully it's nothing serious. GP is 95% certain that the antibiotics will do their thing and surgery is extremely unlikely which is good -- I don't fancy being in hospital again. So for the next few days I get to take it easy, read a bit, sit in front of the heater (Perth is having a lovely cold snap!) and drink warm Milo. Sounds terrible, doesn't it?!   ;-) You deserve a lot of good weeks after that. I'm glad you went to the doctor. I didn't go until it too late and my appendicitis had turned into an emergency surgery/week in hospital shemozzle. Enjoy taking it easy, sounds like you need it right now.