January 10, 2006

Just Make Sure I Don't Swallow My Tongue

Today has been an eventful day. Its shown me lots of things. Like the fact that I will never be a doctor, nurse or anything pertaining to the medical field at all. I should probably stay away from hospitals in general. Please allow me to explain.

Around 1 o'clock, I received a call from a friend of mine. I said hello? All she says is, Allison? In that weepy, something is really wrong here voice. So, being the nuturer that I am I say, what's wrong? And she tells me her sister is having emergency surgery in twenty minutes. So I ask which hospital as I'm grabbing my car keys and telling my co-worker that I'll be back sometime later.

I meet her at the hospital and we both go into the pre-op room. Her sister is laying there, talking with her mom, and watching CMT. A few doctors come and go and explain what the procedure is going to be. She's fixing to go in, and she's getting a little nervous. I'm not saying much, just praying for her and her family as they go through this. And then I feel something. Something I haven't felt in a while, not since I've been in Baton Rouge in fact, but I know what it is. I'm about to pass out. I've had enough experience with passing out to try and head it off at the pass. So I say I need to sit down, I sit down and wake up with someone holding my head, my ankles and an anesthesiologist holding my right arm.

I'm not sure what has happened. There a few guys leaning over me, telling me I've passed out. And then this one doctor starts thumping my chest near the top of my throat. The anesthesiologist is saying that I was having seizures while I was out. He's mentioning something about my right arm and the doctor goes back to thumping my chest. Ow! Stop that! That hurt and I was kind of in a fog but that guy needed to stop thumping my chest before he drew back a nub.

So in my paltry attempt to be there for someone else, I end up being more trouble. Sheesh. And because of the seizures I've earned another trip to a doctor's office. Dang.

My head hurts so I'm going to bed. I still feel sheepish about all of it, but I'm alright.

2 comments:

mreddie said...

Wow, did they even say what they thought it was? That's a little thought provoking, to say the least. ec

Alli Miller said...

I've got a doc appointment Monday morning at 10:45.