Hey and welcome to my world. As of lately, I haven’t been feeling good. I couldn’t use my right hand to do much of anything. Feeling a little better today. I had to make E.R trip Sunday because I was hurting so bad and right hand is and was swollen. I had to debate with myself if I wanted to go. The crisis started late Saturday night, I knew I didn’t want to go that night and be stuck with a lozy doctor with no bedside manners. I know I shared some of my experience with you all in the past. I was worry I would have the same problem as Sunday rolled around. I finally made up my mind go before it got worse. The wait was prob over an hour it was a busy day. Got triage out the way. I did t like the doctor who name was on my band. He was the same doctor that gave me med I’m an allergy to and can kill me. The doctor never wants to listen to the patient. I got a woman doctor who I had when been admitted on the floor. She now works in E.R. Before go into more information on my experience. I have bn going cold turkey without my pain meds. Haven’t had it since June but did have E.R visit last month. So I made sure let her know that. She wanted to just give me fluids and oxygen see if that helps. Red flag, if I could handle my pain at home I wouldn’t be made E.R visit. So I was in pain for over an hour before got med. Thankful counts were looking oh do good, but at the same time I know just because of counts show good report doesn’t mean anything. She was like what should we do. She caught me off guard with that question. I have never got asked that question from a doctor at that hospital. I was like is she pulling my finger she can’t be serious. She was like we going to give you some meds so you can think about it. She even asks what I take. I’m like yea this got me a joke. But she was serious. I decided to go home because I could go to my sickle cell doctor and pick up my prescription. She gave me a look because she knew I was in pain still. And sometimes I do end up returning back to E.R. she gave me three bags of fluids before she discharged me. Sometimes you have been strong when you don’t want to be. Don’t get me wrong I was getting frustrated because of my pain. I wanted to cry and scream but I know to do all that would make it worse. I did have some good nurses that night. And woman got my port on the first try, when I went last month, they had a hard time. I had request a nurse who never miss doing my port. When you hurting, you don’t want to hurt even more. I did pick up on the doctor I don’t like voice and was glad I didn’t have a deal with him. God is good all the time. I did get a chance to see my favorite doctor who got me last time. I wasn’t on his side and he was like she is good. He always let me know what’s up with nurses and doctors. I can talk to him like a friend. Both hospital visits were not so bad. I have started taking my Endari meds again, so I’m taking that’s helping with my counts. My retic was high. I usually get sick and have been admitted in October. Still not 100 percent. I have post and blog when I’m feeling ok to pick up. My hand is still swollen, it’s going all the way up to my shoulder blade, to be honest. I pray all is well with each and every one of you all who read my post. And thank you for the prayers, I can never have enough. God Bless.
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