Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Ouch, and learn to keep my mouth shut...

Wow, what a week. Talk about a series of unfortunate events. Here is the short version, if you would like to know all that happened...I will explain more. I went into the hospital on late Tuesday, early Wednesday for a gall stone attack, and ended up in mental hospital because I said something "wrong" coming out of anesthesia. After being away from my family for a week, I am finally home.

I had dinner around 6pm Tuesday evening. Around 7 I started having pains, and they just weren't going away. Finally my mom got me to go to the ER around midnight. They check and my gall stones were on the move, so the moved me to the surgical ward to get my gall bladder removed. Wednesday, day was a lot of tests and waiting. My liver enzymes were elevated and those had to come down before I could have surgery. Okay, now to let you know that I have not had anything to eat or drink since dinner Tuesday night. All I had Wednesday was a saline drip. Thursday morning the surgeon comes to my room around 7 am and tells me enzyme counts went up, I could not have surgery today, I had to have an endoscopic procedure done first (tube down throat to remove stones from bile duct.) I was a little saddened by this, as I was missing my family and wanted to be home. Told the nurse I was feeling my depression creep in, she said she would have someone talk to me, if I would like...seemed ok to me. Family practice comes in around 8am and says I will have the procedure done in an hour, and be ready for some chicken broth at lunch. Waiting, waiting, (no food or drink) nurse comes in around 1pm, procedure will be at 5pm, so nothing more to eat or drink today (more?? I hadn't had anything.) Someone comes to talk to me about my depression, learns I'm feeling very sad, will talk to me again Friday. I get the procedure done. I am finally allowed chicken broth. I had 2 sips of broth and a sip of water, and was out. Nurse comes in and tells me (during one of my awake times) I will have surgery at 9 am Friday morning, so nothing to eat or drink after midnight. Well, I was pretty much out of it for the rest of the evening. When I woke at 2am, my broth and water were gone. I slept ok. Had my surgery at 9am. Came out of surgery, finally able to have chicken broth for lunch. Still coming out of anesthesia and finally getting some nutrition from broth, person comes back to talk to me about depression; I said I hurt so much and was so hungry I'd almost rather be dead. BOOOM!!! They called mental hospital, phsychiatrist says, she is suicidal, admit her here. I was put on an involuntary 72 hour hold. I was taken to WBI at 7:30pm Friday night. Saturday, I told Dr. P, I am not suicidal, I was starving, dehydrated, and in pain...my thoughts were not clear at all. Was told, nothing can be done, I needed to wait until at least Tuesday before I could "maybe" go home, they would need to re-evaluate me. Talked with another Dr. on Monday, he said I was probably talked to at the wrong time, he thought I should be able to go home...only it would still be as early as Tuesday. Tuesday morning comes around, he makes his final recommendation that I can go home. I am finally able to leave WBI at 2:15 Tuesday.

If you made it through, thank you for reading...it felt good to get it all out and off my chest.

I am so glad to be home. I was not able to see my kids all week and sleeping on a bed that is about 2 inches thick with a pillow that feels like a folded up blanket...I am so ready to sleep in my own bed.

Whatever you do, don't let yourself get so weak...and then try to talk. I will do whatever I can to not ever end up in such an unguarded and weak state that I get myself in that situation again.

I'll say again...Wow!

Hugs,
Lorie


Hugs Lorie

8 comments:

JoTee said...

Dear Lorie,
Am sorry that you had such a terrible ordeal, no one should have to go through that, I would for sure let the hospital know what you went through, seems to me they do survey's or something like that. I write all this in the effort that you can help others by letting the "hospital" know how you suffered.
Hugs Jody

Lori said...

Lorie ...oh my ...I am sorry you had to go through all that as well.I don't even know what to say ...first ...sending you lots of feel better hugs ...second ...hope when you get to feeling a little stronger you do get angry and let the hospital know how how badly you were treated ...unbelievable and unexcusable in mho.

Nora said...

I hate to say it, but that's the medical profession today. They're so scared of the potential for lawsuits that they overreact to everything said or done by the patient. I'm sure their viewpoint was "better be safe than sued by the family."

Hate to hear that you went through all of that for nothing, and after having pancreatitis earlier this year, I know EXACTLY what you meant when you said that!

BIG hugs to you, my friend!
xoxo

Gem said...

Awww, Lorie...what a nightmare! But I am glad that you made it through. Now snuggle in your own bed, rest and take it easy. Big, squishy hugs to you!

Anonymous said...

Oh Lorie, I am so glad you are home again. I know it must have been horrible. I pray you get well and back to normal real soon! Bless you,
MaryPerri

Lori said...

Okay, that's just plain horrible! It's a good thing you only have one gall bladder and it's gone so you don't have to experience any of that again.

Abii Normall said...

Dude, it pissed me off you had to go to WBI. i didn't even know the whole story so i thought you told the doctors you wanted to die.
didn't know they were starving you.
god damn.
I'm so sorry mom. and i hope you're feeling better now that you're home.
but no more.
whenver i see you start hurting, i'm taking you straight back there to have something done AND they arent taking you to wbi.
that place is a freakin mess. i hate it there.

i hope you can rest easier now, and learn to get better.
TWLOHA: to write love on her arms.
<333

Molly Smith said...

Good grief, Lorie! What a horrible ordeal you went through. I'd be depressed too! So happy you are back home and the procedures are over!

You may want to change the ("I'm boring") message on your profile! :O) hugs xo