TW: medical problems
So, you’d think after dealing with a deadly virus that my troubles would be over? Nope! As the universe decided to make this year just that much worse, I’ve been having severe abdominal pain for days. So bad I didn’t want to eat much and couldn’t sleep. So at first I was just thinking I ate something bad and should be better in a day or two. Yeah, that didn’t happen. Honestly my parents were unconcerned and told me to take some laxatives. But of course that didn’t work because that would be too easy. My mom finally got me an appointment with a doctor who thought I probably had appendicitis, which was something I was considering too. I got the order to do bloodwork at the hospital and a CT scan with contrast. Before I left they tested my urine to make sure it wasn’t just a stray bladder infection, and yeah that wasn’t it either.
So after struggling to get to the hospital as the normal entrance is not marked so I had to take the emergency entrance, I somehow managed to get myself there but bad luck seemed to follow me. I had misplaced my sunglasses, the car wasn’t in the lines so I had to get back in the car and fix it, all in excruciating pain, then on my way into the hospital the ground sank beneath my white shoe coating it in mud. When I finally found my mom at the hospital they were having trouble with the order because it was on paper and not digital. When I finally got back to have my blood drawn the lady couldn’t find my vein in my elbow crease and asked if she could use my wrist, well I didn’t know that would be so much more painful so I said yes. Also they had just gotten new needles and didn’t know how to work them so I was basically an unpaid geaniepig. Not only did it hurt for her to try to find the vein, while they were drawing my blood I got pretty light headed. Luckily they were nice and put a damp paper towel on my forehead and gave me some juice. The fact I got lightheaded may sound wimpy but I am scared of needles and taking all that blood from a small vein was not the most pleasant experience.
While I was drinking my juice this older man comes in holding two big cups of some liquid. He gives them to me and tells me to drink one now and one at six, it was contrast. It taste like water he said (it did not taste like water). It was so revolting it made me incredibly nauseous, with already having severe stomach pain, this didn’t help and I was honestly trying not to throw it back up. I guess bodies don’t like drinking chemicals, who knew. I had my mom bring my school stuff, but I was in to much pain to even think about doing it. When the guy finally comes back I was so ready to get this over with, I had been at the hospital for over 2 hours, and it seemed everyone else had pretty much all gone home. He took me back to the room and had to insert a plastic IV, problem was he couldn’t get my freaking arm vein, so this fool goes threw my hand! That crap hurt so bad. I got in the machine and the first part went well, then he started putting the contrast in through the IV in my hand, the pain was practically unbearable it burned so bad; it legit felt like my hand was on fire. I started crying and honestly screamed a little but the dude didn’t really seem to care how much he was hurting me and just continued like he enjoyed torturing me. Then had the nerve to ask me after the scan when I was shaking and crying if I was ok. Like no dude I came here to get better and am leaving with severely more pain than I started with.
Apparently I breathed at “the wrong time” and so they couldn’t see the appendix but could see no other signs anything was wrong with it. The only thing strange was a large mass blocking my colon, fun. It wasn’t just like a little constipation though it was like actually causing it to dilate in size and stretch, which it doesn’t like too much. The big question for me then was, I already took laxatives, and it didn’t work so, what now? The answer: more laxatives, and that was pretty much my only option. No matter how much I take, I still feel awful. I really don’t know what else to do.
PS: I am now back at school and am feeling a lot better. I wish I could say I learned something from this experience, but the only thing I really learned is how to be forced to do work while feeling as though my internal organs were going to explode. So I guess the takeaway is to push through the pain, it is temporary and you can get through it.
