That's explains it! XD
Feb. 1st, 2004 08:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sailorhathorNow we know why I was sick all week! I just spent the entire weekend in the hospital. Saturday morning, I had bad abdominal pain that just would not go away. No matter what I did, I could not get comfortable. The pain was right under my breasts down to about where my stomach would start, and went all around, into my back and everything. Vomiting is a symptom of gall bladder trouble, as is this pain in that area, as I found out. Still, I could walk around and stuff, so I thought maybe I could wait it out. But it was still there 3 hours later, so I finally decided to go to the hospital. I thought maybe I had an ulcer or something.
I get there, and while I was waiting in the waiting room, the pain just went "lalala!" and disappeared. But of course I wasn't just going to go home without knowing where the pain came from, so they checked me out and everything. I have a gall stone. I was in there all weekend for observation, and since the pain didn't come back, and I could eat and drink by this afternoon, the doctor sent me home without the operation. He said it would be excessive to take the gall bladder out when I seemed to be better. So, I have to keep watch over it, and if the pain comes back, go back for the operation. The only way to avoid another attack (and this isn't even foolproof) is to cut all foods that taste good out of my diet. XD Nothing greasy, spicy, or fatty. Not likely! I could cut down, but... gall bladder surgery is fairly routine, so I'm not too worried about it. I do hope that it doesn't come back though, or that if it does, it's not for a long time. Hospitals are boring. I couldn't even get cable without paying extra. Cheap hospital. XD
One good thing I found out is that I no longer have a fear of needles. I outgrew it sometime. ^_^ Used to be that when I knew blood was going to be taken, I'd freak out, worry about it, it was like the world was coming to an end just anticipating it. Part of this is because I have "deep veins," "small veins," whatever you want to call them - they always have a bitch of a time getting my veins to pop up for blood taking and IV insertion. Some nurses can get the vein to pop up easily, others have tons of trouble. This time, the guy had problems. Between taking my blood and putting the IV in, they stuck me about 5 times. I wasn't afraid at all, like I was in the past. It just hurt. ^_^ So I'm really glad for that. A little stick, I can deal with. You just grit your teeth and bare it. Freaking out is harder to deal with.
He wound up having to put the IV in the *front* part of my wrist, you know, under your palm? That was weird. But I much prefer that to having it in the crook of my arm, so that I can't bend it.
I slept most of Saturday and Saturday night; I was so tired. I think it may've been the medicine they were giving me. There wasn't anything to do anyway. I actually watched That Darn Cat because there was nothing else to do this afternoon. Which should show you how desperate I was for something to watch. XD By the time anyone could have brought me something else to do, it would have been time to go home.
They kept waking me up to take my vitals, so I can remember several of the wacky dreams I had. Heehee, let's see, I dreamed I was in a hotel room watching a new movie Skeet Ulrich had made on the hotel tv. It was some comedy that mostly took place in an 18-wheeler; maybe it was Chill Factor 2? :D At the end, they showed bloopers in the credits, and then these three babies, and someone else in the room whom I really don't know who it was informed me that the first two babies were Skeet's twins, and the last baby was "his kid from his first marriage." Which of course makes no sense; he's only been married once and is still married (that we know of), and even so, why would the baby from the first marriage still be a baby? All three kids were the same size. Silly brain. :D Then, the movie lapped itself and had a new ending in which the 18-wheeler blew up (the bad guys had stolen it, and they blew up in it), catching a hotel on fire, and Skeet and some other actor were helping people get out of the hotel. It turned into my hotel being the one that was on fire (like the movie suddenly came to life), so me and my friend ran downstairs to the lobby. I remember seeing the pretty lobby furniture before I was awakened for one reason or another.
Next dream, there was a new episode of "Angel" with Buffy, Faith, and Dawn in it. Buffy was trying to make Angel jealous because she thought it would make him fight again, so she started having sex with Spike in front of him. She had also drugged Spike so he'd be some sort of sex machine. We saw SMG's tits; the episode had a warning about nudity. XD Also, it turned out that Buffy had this plan about creating a super race of Slayer/vamp hybrids to help her fight her next war, and this sex was a part of the plan - she was trying to get pregnant. (Which is impossible in the Buffy/Angelverse of vamps - they can't impregnate women. Silly brain again!) When she was done, Faith got on him to get pregnant too. After her, he was supposed to have sex with Dawn! Which Buffy would never do, but it was a dream; whaddam I gonna do? XD But Dawn moved at the last minute and Spike, in his sex trance, started humping the floor. XD If there was anymore to the dream, I don't remember it.
Last dream I remember was another one about Skeet. I was in my hospital room with most of the lights off, so I could really only see him in sillouette, but I knew it was him. He came into my room stark naked (XD XD), came to the side of the bed, and touched my face in this really concerned way. He had the facial hair that he's often had in (some of) his movies. That's it. XD Now THAT'S some nice bedside manner! Paging Dr. Ulrich! XD
Oh, I had a sonogram on my gall bladder, and that frickin' hurt. Not as bad as the original pain, but it was really uncomfortable. She had to press down as hard as she could with the roller thing to get a good picture of my gall bladder, and it was all tender there. Ouchie. But it was over pretty quick.
My dad was really nice and concerned for me, and I'm really grateful for that. But he can be kind of a pain sometimes. He doesn't really understand tact. The nurse was trying to find a place to put the IV, and it was like the third time he'd stuck me, so my dad goes, "Are you an intern?" in this tone... I could tell by the way the guy replied that it really insulted him. >_< He's like, "No... I'm an RN with 10 years of experience." I'm thinking um, Dad, the guy has a needle stuck in me right now... not the time to be asking stupid questions. Then the guy asked me in passing about my left arm, why I have limited motion there, and I told him I broke it years ago, had surgery to put pins in it, so on. That was all he needed to know. But my dad, being my dad, launches into the entire story about the arm and how they wanted to sue the school system over it since it happened in gym class and blah blah blah. I'm like the man is trying to do his job, he doesn't need to hear all that. It's just like Grandpa Simpson; always telling long, rambling stories that go nowhere! XD But I love 'im.
Thanks to everyone who was concerned while I was in the hospital; I'm okay now, it seems. Hopefully I'll stay that way. :D
Now, time to tackle my Fiend's List. XD
I get there, and while I was waiting in the waiting room, the pain just went "lalala!" and disappeared. But of course I wasn't just going to go home without knowing where the pain came from, so they checked me out and everything. I have a gall stone. I was in there all weekend for observation, and since the pain didn't come back, and I could eat and drink by this afternoon, the doctor sent me home without the operation. He said it would be excessive to take the gall bladder out when I seemed to be better. So, I have to keep watch over it, and if the pain comes back, go back for the operation. The only way to avoid another attack (and this isn't even foolproof) is to cut all foods that taste good out of my diet. XD Nothing greasy, spicy, or fatty. Not likely! I could cut down, but... gall bladder surgery is fairly routine, so I'm not too worried about it. I do hope that it doesn't come back though, or that if it does, it's not for a long time. Hospitals are boring. I couldn't even get cable without paying extra. Cheap hospital. XD
One good thing I found out is that I no longer have a fear of needles. I outgrew it sometime. ^_^ Used to be that when I knew blood was going to be taken, I'd freak out, worry about it, it was like the world was coming to an end just anticipating it. Part of this is because I have "deep veins," "small veins," whatever you want to call them - they always have a bitch of a time getting my veins to pop up for blood taking and IV insertion. Some nurses can get the vein to pop up easily, others have tons of trouble. This time, the guy had problems. Between taking my blood and putting the IV in, they stuck me about 5 times. I wasn't afraid at all, like I was in the past. It just hurt. ^_^ So I'm really glad for that. A little stick, I can deal with. You just grit your teeth and bare it. Freaking out is harder to deal with.
He wound up having to put the IV in the *front* part of my wrist, you know, under your palm? That was weird. But I much prefer that to having it in the crook of my arm, so that I can't bend it.
I slept most of Saturday and Saturday night; I was so tired. I think it may've been the medicine they were giving me. There wasn't anything to do anyway. I actually watched That Darn Cat because there was nothing else to do this afternoon. Which should show you how desperate I was for something to watch. XD By the time anyone could have brought me something else to do, it would have been time to go home.
They kept waking me up to take my vitals, so I can remember several of the wacky dreams I had. Heehee, let's see, I dreamed I was in a hotel room watching a new movie Skeet Ulrich had made on the hotel tv. It was some comedy that mostly took place in an 18-wheeler; maybe it was Chill Factor 2? :D At the end, they showed bloopers in the credits, and then these three babies, and someone else in the room whom I really don't know who it was informed me that the first two babies were Skeet's twins, and the last baby was "his kid from his first marriage." Which of course makes no sense; he's only been married once and is still married (that we know of), and even so, why would the baby from the first marriage still be a baby? All three kids were the same size. Silly brain. :D Then, the movie lapped itself and had a new ending in which the 18-wheeler blew up (the bad guys had stolen it, and they blew up in it), catching a hotel on fire, and Skeet and some other actor were helping people get out of the hotel. It turned into my hotel being the one that was on fire (like the movie suddenly came to life), so me and my friend ran downstairs to the lobby. I remember seeing the pretty lobby furniture before I was awakened for one reason or another.
Next dream, there was a new episode of "Angel" with Buffy, Faith, and Dawn in it. Buffy was trying to make Angel jealous because she thought it would make him fight again, so she started having sex with Spike in front of him. She had also drugged Spike so he'd be some sort of sex machine. We saw SMG's tits; the episode had a warning about nudity. XD Also, it turned out that Buffy had this plan about creating a super race of Slayer/vamp hybrids to help her fight her next war, and this sex was a part of the plan - she was trying to get pregnant. (Which is impossible in the Buffy/Angelverse of vamps - they can't impregnate women. Silly brain again!) When she was done, Faith got on him to get pregnant too. After her, he was supposed to have sex with Dawn! Which Buffy would never do, but it was a dream; whaddam I gonna do? XD But Dawn moved at the last minute and Spike, in his sex trance, started humping the floor. XD If there was anymore to the dream, I don't remember it.
Last dream I remember was another one about Skeet. I was in my hospital room with most of the lights off, so I could really only see him in sillouette, but I knew it was him. He came into my room stark naked (XD XD), came to the side of the bed, and touched my face in this really concerned way. He had the facial hair that he's often had in (some of) his movies. That's it. XD Now THAT'S some nice bedside manner! Paging Dr. Ulrich! XD
Oh, I had a sonogram on my gall bladder, and that frickin' hurt. Not as bad as the original pain, but it was really uncomfortable. She had to press down as hard as she could with the roller thing to get a good picture of my gall bladder, and it was all tender there. Ouchie. But it was over pretty quick.
My dad was really nice and concerned for me, and I'm really grateful for that. But he can be kind of a pain sometimes. He doesn't really understand tact. The nurse was trying to find a place to put the IV, and it was like the third time he'd stuck me, so my dad goes, "Are you an intern?" in this tone... I could tell by the way the guy replied that it really insulted him. >_< He's like, "No... I'm an RN with 10 years of experience." I'm thinking um, Dad, the guy has a needle stuck in me right now... not the time to be asking stupid questions. Then the guy asked me in passing about my left arm, why I have limited motion there, and I told him I broke it years ago, had surgery to put pins in it, so on. That was all he needed to know. But my dad, being my dad, launches into the entire story about the arm and how they wanted to sue the school system over it since it happened in gym class and blah blah blah. I'm like the man is trying to do his job, he doesn't need to hear all that. It's just like Grandpa Simpson; always telling long, rambling stories that go nowhere! XD But I love 'im.
Thanks to everyone who was concerned while I was in the hospital; I'm okay now, it seems. Hopefully I'll stay that way. :D
Now, time to tackle my Fiend's List. XD
