This past weekend I had to take my girlfriend to the emergency room for stomach pain and it brought back bad hopsital memories for me.  Now I have been to the emergency room so many times I am used to it, 2 diabetes visits, 7 concussions, 1 appendix scare, torn acl.  This was my girlfriend’s first.  After hours of waiting in the waiting room, she was finally given a room in the emergency room.  Watching her getting blood work done just killed me, because I know she is not good with needles.  I was thinking to myself, I would much rather be there in the bed then her.

Which then brought back the scary moments for me being in the hospital.  My mom works at the local hopsital, she works in the Surgical ICU.  When I was first diagnosed I came in with an 858 blood sugar and I was sent directly the Medical ICU, which I did not even know thats where I went.  I didn’t realize I was that sick until morning time came and I recognized where I was because it was my mom’s floor, and I was like, wow this is where a lot of people’s death beds are.

This nasty realization almost made me vomit and realize how serious of condition I was really in.  After that experience, my hopsital visits have been nothing compared to that.  But I knew for my girlfriend that wasn’t the case, and I wanted to stay with her all night, so they allowed me to spend the night at her bed side.  I obviously did not get much sleep, but it constantly reminded me of my visits, when you are woken up every 30 minutes because somebody is coming in or you here laughter in the hallway.  In the middle of the night you are so tired that when people come in, you don’t even wake up when they take blood, you just feel like, “whatever, do what you need to.”

Luckily, my girlfriend was ok, after being sent to the OR to get her appendix taken out, the surgeon, who was paged to come in at 3:30 in the morning, took one last look and decided not to do the surgery.  Almost a screw up on the part of the ER doctors.  Thats a whole other story in itself.  They almost gave surgery to somebody who did not need it, a misdiagnosis.  Maybe younger people should be made more aware of the shortage of nurses, because these ER people are working like 24-48 shifts at times and they can make mistakes like this.  Once again, a whole other story.