aunt_becca's Journal

quick update

thanks to all of you for the well wishes. It has been a horrible 2 days.
I woke up Wednesday at 3am with uncontrollable vomiting. I assumed it was something I ate, but Richie wasn't sick, and we ate the same things. After I was fully cleared out, I contnued to violently heave and vomit bile. Awesome. This happened every half hour for about 4 more hours. I called my PCP who told me that if I had a fever or if I couldn't keep down ice, go to the ER STAT. Right. I ate 1/2 an ice cube and got violently ill again, and spiked a fever. Went to BI emergency room, even though St. E's is closer. Since my PCP is a BI clinician, and since I've gotten good care there when I was pregnant and post-partum, I'm biased. We arrived at BI and they took me in immediately. Phyllis and Ben hung out in the waiting room for many, many hours while they worked on me.
They determined that it's gastritis, nothing more serious. All lab work is normal, altough my sugar has been high because I can't take my meds and I keep vomiting. They were unable to do a urinalysis for several hours due to the severity of the dehydration. After 2.5 bags of i.v., I started to get slightly better, although the vomiting persisted. They also had a hard time finding a vein due to the dehydration. I had a chest x-ray because of the residual cough and my low O2 stats, and was put on O2 for several hours. The nurses and doctors were so kind and understanding. I started to realy freak out at one point because I was delirious from the fever and was sure that I was going to die, chas v'chalilah. The nurse assured me that I was going to be okay, and when I got some of my sanity back, I apologized for my freakout. She told me that it's my right as a patient to be "difficult" and to freak out. I was convinced that I was being difficult but she told me that that was untrue. As an aside, the room next to me had a combative psych patient. Oy. The nurse kept trying to leave the ER to find Phyllis and give her an update, but the guy kept acting up and she had to stay. Even when I'm not at work, i'm still at work.
I'm doing better today. I've been drinking Powerade and eating Saltines. I'm still taking Zofran to control the nausea. Phyllis just left because I feel like I can manage at this point. I was going to go into work tomorow but they found coverage for me, so I'll just lay low and rest tomorrow. I may even take Ben to daycare so I can then have the day to myself. The doctor told me that I'm not contagious, because the last thing I need is to get Richie or Ben sick.
thank you for your concern. I expect to be on my feet again soon, and back to my usual self.

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