Dreamlove15
11-29-2007, 06:13 PM
I have been in so much pain tese past few weeks, I don't know how anything else feels. I thought this hydro/cysto would help, but I'm not so sure anymore. Afterwards I was in more pain than ever. This past sunday I was admitted to the hospital because I had a severe UTI and needed Iv antobiotics fast. The doctor seemed to know little about IC and pretty much told me what I already knew...can't promise miracles for my pain, as I already know. I was discharged the next afternoon and given antibiotics and stronger pain meds. I was told to come back in 2 days if I wasn't better. So yesterday, I was in such horrible pain and my back and kidneys were killing me. So i decided to go back to the ER again. I get there, sign the paperwork and was called into the triage. This is where my saga begins. I go in there, barely able to walk because of the pain, I have a fever, chills, pressure...it was horrible. The lady tells me to sit in the chair and asked what brought me in. I start telling her and then i felt dizzy. So I looked at my mom to tell her and the nurse rudely says "NO I don't want to hear from you, I want her to tell me ok?" I was like thinking wow, ok...So im sitting there in so much pain and telling her that I have a post op surgery infection and that I have a UTI and that my kidney, back are bothering me...im in pain etc.. And she goes," were you diagnosed with a UTI?" Im like UM yes thats why im back. She then says do you have any health problems and I said I have IC. She looks at me rudely as if I was making up some random disease and says "what is that?" I tried to explain and she cut me off. She then says wheres your pain? I pointed to my abdomen. She rudey shouts at me "thats not your kidneys, do you even know where they are because thats your abdomen. I looked right at her and said YOU DONT HAVE TO BE RUDE!. she then says go sit out there and we'll get to you. I was so ****** by then. UGH...so my mom and I are sitting there for like an hour and a half and notice they are calling people to the back who came hours after us. So my mom gets up and ask the lady who was with the other rude lady how long is it going to be because by then i was shaking from pain. The rude lady says" we dont know go sit down." the other lady says im next. well lets just say they kept calling people who came in after me...I just started crying...another hour passed and i got up and asked the same rude lady did they forget about me because i am feeling SOOOO sick...she looks at me and says can we get you a barf bag or how about a wheelchair? I was like um no, I just want to know how long...and I know they were doing it on purpose because they werent even that busy. So finally after 3 and half hours im called to the back, by then im sobbing and so angry. I get put in a room...and sit for another hour or so before the nurse guy somes in and asks whats wrong, I tell him how I was coming back because usnday I was admitted to the hospital for a severe infection and that im not better and that i have IC...he looks at me and says what is ic? so once again...IC is just two letters that confuse people...then i get blood drawn and set up with an IV tube.. Another hour passes...still no doctor...im sitting there biting me teeth in pain...WOW was it bad by then...but i was afraid to ask for anything because i didnt want them to think im a drug seeker or something...another hour a med student comes in looks at me and seems to be out of it... listens to my heart???? um ok...im not having a heartattack buddy...i have a really bad infection and im in pain...has no idea what IC is or anything about my history...blah blah...picks up my urine sample and leaves...then my nurse guy comes back in and gets me an IV and then hes about to leave and im like im pain...the nurse goes Oh...UM hello you asked me to rate my $$$$$$$$$ pain from a 1-10 I said 10 and your acting like im not in pain...grrrr...and my mom looks at him and goes...Um why are we here? im so out of it by now....right then and there i wanted to just kill over....so he says oh ill get you something for that. Im like ok, im thinking to myself AFTER 3 hours of this that would be nice. So 30 minutes later he coems back with some fengrin and morphine, which I had a allergic reaction to the first time on sunday...but they assured me that it was probably pused too fast and that they would do it slow. So I get the morphine...with some they dripped all over my arm..niiice. anyways about 15 minutes later the doc comes in. says my infection has gotten a bit better has has no idea why im such pain...and says we'll just give you more antibiotics and send you on your way...so the nurse comes in with the discharge stuff...scripts etc...and all of a sudden my esophogus starts spasming really bad...worse than last time...I could not breathe...i was gasping and the nurse guy is just sitting there watching me...then he slowly walks out and gets another nurse...it was so scary. they come back and tell me to relax...take deep breaths. so after 2 minutes the spasm let up. and they went to get me a cocktail for spasm...some lidocaine/pepsit nasty stuff. I drank it and was released. this experience really upset me more than anything...i felt like an animal...treated like one...and like no one understood me. Why is at a teaching hospital in Oklahoma, the only one that researches in OK has no idea about IC, they look at me like I am crazy. What in the world? I think next time im going to print some info on IC and bring it with me....Ignorant people should not work in healthcare and should not work with people if they have no compassion....