I left work last night early. My diverticulitis flared up on me. Pain.
I initially went to the Urgent Care in Lancaster. They had to refer me to the ER at either Antelope Valley Hospital in Lancaster or Palmdale Regional Medical Center down the 14. I elected Palmdale as the hospital in Lancaster has, issues, shall we say.
I arrived at about 0030 hours and waited after check in. I finally was called into the exam area and got the gown and an EKG..................................................waited................................waited.
Did I mention I waited?
It was around three hours before I got a CT Scan.........................................
Then the there was the blood draw at almost 0500................................Yep. Backwards.
The belly hurt the entire time............................
Labs normal
No one told me how the scan was
It all began with wanting an appointment at the VA Clinic in Lancaster with my doc. Instant hold and the nurse answered..........................
Tell nurse what was wrong and wait for a call back
Call back when I was on a jet...................
I explain to these people that I am out of touch except for voice mail after 1400
Antibiotics................................one week and no beer......................................
I got home at 0800 this morning.......................I crashed about 1000. I had been up about 25 hours. I called the supervisor and told him I would not be in tonight. Tomorrow is a wait and see thing.
Buck was right about one thing. Gettin old ain't for sissies.................................
Damn.
ReplyDeleteI know the pain of this thing. Indeed Buck was right. (Wasn't he always?)
Take care of yourself buddy. I 'spect to see you at Shakespeare's in a couple of weeks! Healthy and cleared for action, of course.
This one was the most painful.......
ReplyDeleteI will be there on the 7th with Missus ORPO and she gets to drive back to Oceanside!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, I waited a couple of days.
ReplyDeleteI had my own bout with it a few years back.
I empathize... a lot.
I hope it's no more serious than mine and happy you didn't have to have a barium enema for diagnosis.