Live At Emerg

Going to the emergency room at the hospital is always a last resort. No one likes to go there. You sit and wait for hours surrounded by people who are hacking a lung or throwing up in a bin. With my body being so problematic these days, anything we are concerned about has to be seen by a doctor right away. This urgency has increased ten fold since I have been home from my surgery. Since my surgery was so invasive, if there is anything wrong post-op it could mean something has gone wrong with the surgery. This past weekend I have been to the emergency room 4 times for my wound opening up, back pains and stomach pains. An interesting fact that I learnt was, no hospital will touch a surgical wound if it was not performed by them. This makes sense because they do not know my case in depth and do not want to harm another surgeon’s work. My question is – Why does the triage nurse not tell you this? I could have saved 2 1/2 hours of my time if they had told me this while registering. Water under the bridge now, but still quite frustrating.

Last night the doctors asked me to stay over in order to monitor my pain. Overnight stays are not my favourite, but what came out of this was another CT scan. I was able to see my surgeon afterwards and he let me know that my scans are showing a slight improvement. My liver seems to be slowly responding to my surgery – Yay! He is also now loosing planning to have my second round of surgery for end of September. This is great news but now I am also dreading it. I have not been having fun post-op and all I can think of is I have to go through all of this again. I really should not be complaining, as this surgery is helping to prolong or even save my life – but still.