| Stuff came down on me hard the past 24 hours.. I am forced to believe that Chicken Little *WAS* right! Details later, but I'm fighting a losing battle re: Mom is now admitted to ST Clair for overnight testing and observation - and they [WSH] didn't even contact me, the DPOA to see if it was ok! It's not, but I'll flesh it out later. And, woke up from severe tummy pain -- it's been 1 year since I did a ER /tummy run! Yes, it came back, and it hurt like the dickens, I had no recollection about the type of agony the pain was. Moaning and loud groaning were on my personal agenda -- and even after taking my meds, I still was getting worse, so we went to WGH's ER! I lucked out in having Bruce being the RN and triage gent. Dr Sherman was a warm and smart fellow also! So, pain was lessened via Rx in hospital, after I did "toss the ol' cookies" [a pretty fair amount and, as you may have thought, thinking back to my previous posts about this cycle of agony and horror]. Although this may be too much info, for those of you who just can't help but look when they pass an accident, what I "whoopsed" was pur bile!!! Dangitall. So, I'm home now.
I'm hoping for some rest, 'cuz I even spoke to St Clair while in the ER to follow up, and I finally handed off the phone to Gordy to be my go-between as I was getting steamed and more miffed while I tried to communicate with this particular RN at St Clair - which did not help me to rest and let the ol' gut relax some. I should be asleep, but already I'm venting and doing some internal chastising and fighting instead of letting it go so I can "heal" repair whatever so I can avoid any more tummy ER status.
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