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A little more pain relief if you don't mind
This weekend saw me in the hospital mainly crying with pain, vomiting frequently but mostly crying with pain.
My deficient kidney or more correctly Euretha (sp) tube decided to back up and become severely inflammed, the result was me writhing in pain on the waiting room floor because the A&E triage nurse said I wasn't and Accident or Emergency, however after trying to contact the elusive NHS 24hr Doctor for 40mins- who miraculously appeared from an office directly opposite from where I was collapsed it was decided I was most deffinately an emergency.
After being administered a shot of Pethidine and some antiemtic, neither of which worked, another does was administered 40mins later along with some Buscopan to reduce spasms, and on to a ward to be monitored, again 90mins later it was decided that the pain relief just wasnt hitting the spot and only made me delirious (who can tell the difference some might say) another 'stop and elephant in its tracks' dose was given, bliss bliss bliss, well Im assuming so as I only remember the nurse saying 'just a wee jag' (Jag being the term for jab here in scotland) several hours later I recall being roused to assess my level of consciousness, leave me alone I was sleeping!! What I do remember behind the haze that was my brain function is the relief of no pain, YEAH please can I take it home with me?
The doctor suggested that as I was seeing the Consultant Bod on the Thursay my case would be so much stronger if I were to be an in-patient! I explained I was no longer in pain etc, but they thought that they could get around that by keeping me in and keeping me dosed on pain killers, good lord a hospital that actually wants to keep a patient IN the hospital? I've declined the offer of free bed and board for the week, and will take my chances on Thursday that I can appear pretty pathetic and get moved along the waiting list.
Meanwhile my body is reacting to the Pethidine and other meds to the extent my memory is shot to pieces and I itch, fortunatetly more meds are helping. Oh Joy
Mum is due to visit tomorrow for a few days, we haven't seen her since Matt's funeral so it will be nice to see her on more happier grounds... meanwhile I need to get my keester into gear and get the house into some kind of tidy, only the kids just don't want to help