February 20, 2008

It’s Wednesday, this week can only get better.

This week as been interesting.

Sunday, I was coming home from Reagan. Unfortunately the Atlanta Airport was shut down due to winds and rains. My flight got in at 9:30 pm instead of 6:30 pm. And my luggage was put on the wrong carousel. That added almost another hour to my wait.

Monday, I got my closets finished out by California Closets. That’s a positive. However I noticed a tire I have been having problems with was getting low in air. I went down to Kauffman Tire where we do all our tire business. Seems as though I needed 4 NEW TIRES. I realize I should have known this already, but let’s just say I had other things on my mind.

I went to sleep on Monday night, slightly sick. I had taken Theraflu and the Nyquil that I have to sign my life a way for. Because you know I have secret Meth lab. Around 1:30 am I woke up with what I thought was a cramp. I repositioned and thought it would pass. This cramp proceeded to get worse, and worse, and worse. I called E3 and made him get on WebMD to see if “Cancer” popped up. Cancer did not, but gall stones did. I called my mother. She said that usually people have a gallstone attack and then later have to have treatment. Ok, fine. I decided I would wait till morning to go to a doctor.

At approximately 3:30 am I called my mom again. The pain had become severe. She had to come get me since I could not drive. I could barely stand or walk at this point. She sped on over and off we went to Piedmont Hospital. My sweet, safe Mom ran every red light on Peachtree Road.

Upon arrival at Piedmont, we had to go thru Triage and fill out forms. The hospital had had heavy ER traffic earlier in the evening and there were people who had been waiting for 4-5 hours in the ER waiting area. These were the people who did not actually need ER care. I did not appreciate their yelling and cursing because I was being taken back before them. People do not seem to understand that in the how bad the situation is takes precedence over what time you arrived.

Before I got taken back to the room I had a CAT SCAN. Then we went to a room where the doctor came and I finally got a high dose of pain meds. I needed another one shortly there after. Then I had to have 2 ultra sounds.

All the medical staff thought I had kidney stones to begin with. After the second ultra sound it was determined I had gall stones. One which was large and blocking whatever it is that attaches your gallbladder to wherever in your body. The interesting thing is that I had no symptoms/attacks before that day. Now the pain meds were wearing off and the MDs could not give me anymore for awhile. It was determined that I could not leave the hospital in my condition. The ER Dr. wanted to know if we knew anyone at the hospital we wanted. Of course, Dr. Colquitt. Best surgeon ever. He was with us thru the situation with my Dad.

Dr. Colquitt was available. It was 9 am. He came to see me and fill out the forms. I asked when the surgery would be. I was going in at 10 am. I called E3. He was already packed. He talked to Dr. Colquitt and they were joking how they did not think they would see each other again so soon. E3 drove the 10 hours from Silver Spring to Atlanta with Lola. So thankful for that since I need help doing everything.

I had the surgery and when I was coming to in the recovery room I was hallucinating. But in a good way. I was asking the nurses where the shoe department was. I thought I was in Neiman Marcus.

The hospital does not let you stay overnight for this kind of surgery, so I am home. Very thankful for my Mom, E3, my sister and the always wonderful staff at Piedmont Hospital.