Yesterday started off like any other day. I went to work in the morning. At lunch, Jenn and I met and ate together. Then at about 2:00, I started get a pain/ache in my shoulder. I was conscious of it but it wasn't TERRIBLY uncomfortable. I finished my day at work and headed to my mom's house. I was in DESPERATE need of a hair colouring…
So I drove to Mom's house. The pain was a bit more intense, but still 'handleable'. Mom got my hair coloured (and it looks wonderful if I do say so myself) and then we were sitting outside while the BBQ cooked our dinner. The tears were just streaming down my face. I was in AGONY. The pain was indescribable. Since the pain was INSIDE my shoulder, there was nothing I could do to make it feel better. Rubbing the shoulder didn't help. Ibuprofen didn't help. Crying didn't help. Not having a clue as to what it was didn't help either. We all initially thought it might be muscle related. However, I soon discovered that moving my arm around, up and down or whatever way I was moving it, didn't affect the pain at all - in a good way OR a bad way.
I couldn’t take the pain any longer. It was just HORRIBLE. Mark insisted on taking me to the hospital. I didn't want to go. It seemed silly…
We went.
I was in the waiting room for about 10 minutes before they took me in. They tested my blood pressure and it was THROUGH THE ROOF. Apparently that happens when you are in pain. They were thinking that I MIGHT have a blood clot in my lung. I don't know how to spell the words that they actually used. They kept asking me if I had had recent surgery, if I had been on a plane, if I had recently been on a long car ride or if I had had a history of blood clots.
I was in a bed quickly - Curtain 4. SEVEN vials of blood were quickly extracted, an ECG (I think - I get them mixed up with an EKG) was done. Chest x-rays and a visit from the doctor.
Then the waiting…
I must say that the time goes faster when you are in a bed in the ER rather then in the waiting room. Mark, luckily, has his Harry Potter book in the car so he got lots of reading done. I dosed in and out. They had given me something for the pain.
4 1/2 hours later, the tests came back and everything was fine. My blood pressure was back to normal and the pain, although not gone, had subsided significantly. I felt stupid...
The ER explained that they are just there to 'rule out the big things' and NOT to diagnose me. Since it wasn't any of the 'big things' they sent me home. I am going to have to follow up with my doctor to try and discover WHAT is wrong.
Today the pain is there, a dullish ache or so. Unless I inhale deeply, bend over, hiccup, burp, yawn, laugh or sneeze it is not too bad - I am aware of it, but it is 'dealable'.
I am starting to feel like I am falling apart...
Today when I went to pick up my prescription - an anti-inflammatory - just in case - this is what the 'package insert' read on the FIRST LINE:
This drug may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines...I am glad it is only RARELY FATAL!
So how was your Wednesday?