Last night, I was good and went to bed at 10:30. I woke up at 11:30 with severe stabbing pain in my right side. I took a couple of Gas-X, got the ice pack, went back to bed and couldn't get comfortable. After an hour, I got up, let the dogs out, got dressed, brushed my teeth and called my folks' house. At this point, I couldn't straighten up, the pain was so bad.
Fortunately, my night owl father was up, and I told him what was happening and that I was going to the ER. He asked if he wanted them to come get me and take me, or meet me there, and I said no, I'm less than two miles from the hospital, and I can get there before an ambulance could even get to me. As for meeting me there, he'd have to wake Mom up then drive twenty-five minutes, so I promised I'd keep him posted.
I put the protesting dogs in the basement, grabbed my insurance cards and a book, and headed out. I was literally in front of the hospital when the pain subsided, so I turned around in the parking lot and came home. It's still there, but not to the point of oh-dog-I'm-going-to-die, so I assume that it's gas and will eventually leave me. Either that or the turkey I took out of the freezer for my lunch on Thursday was bad and I didn't know it. I'm throwing out the rest of it just in case.
The embarrassing part was calling my dad and telling him it was all a big fuss over nothing. *blush*
7 comments:
I hope it's not your gallbladder missy.
It that pain continues get it checked out.
I'm with Zayrina. Since Gary had his gallbladder out, every time someone has back/shoulder pain I say "Did you eat rich food before it happened?"
Gary had three visits to the ER, and he gave them his own plausible diagnosis each time (Parasites! Fell off a ladder! Food Poisoning!) so he wasn't diagnosed until it was a real emergency.
I'm third here. I ignored such attacked for about 7 months, saying "Oh, it's only gas" and yet spending at least part of each day curled on the floor (occasionally under my desk at work) in excruciating pain, only to end with severe pancreatitis in the ER, with a dangerously high white count (let's just say I didn't have much more time to goof around). THEN I got a nice week in the hospital living on an IV before I could HAVE my gallbladder surgery.
Get it checked out pronto or I'll call your mom ;D
Let the doctor do the diagnosing. That's why they go to school.
*HUGS* Jammies. Sending healing vibes your way.
yeah - i might as well join the crowd - you should know i have been thru shit like that enough that even if the pain does subside its usually a sign of something not right - play it safe, call your doc tuesday and let them know what is going on and at least leave it up to them to decide if you need to be seen or not....
you are a smart woman, and you know your own body well, but you are not a medical professional - why pretend?
Yo, with Mike again.
My pal E went through the whole gallbladder thing.
Don't put it off as long as she did!
Score:
Jammies: leave it alone and it will go away, 1
Zayrina, Sherri, Mike, Becs: Call the doctor, 4
Rob: loving support, 1
Her Blue Majesty: Doesn't get a vote because she won't call 911 when she's so short of oxygen she's azure,0. :P
Right now, the pain is gone. But I will still find a new doctor on Tuesday and make an appointment.
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