Happy Canada day! (Belated)
I was in ER.
I threw up unexpectedly at work.
One of my coworkers asked why I was crying? I answered because I felt so guilty for being sick and not helping.
She smiled and said it was ok.
When it was time for my break at 12:30? I asked to go home because I still wasn’t well enough. I was still feeling nauseous.
The shift manager surprised me by saying ok. He even offered me an anti nausea pill when I first started getting sick.
It wasn’t much of wait to see the triage nurse.
This may sound childish but I like having my mother with me to speak for me and she even told the screening nurse that I don’t speak. But she wasn’t allowed to come in past the waiting room.
My mistake was taking a Gravol before I went to the ER.
My drowsiness mixed with chemo brain? 🤦♀️
I was so drowsy I barely made sense.
It was horrible!
She asked if I was healthy.
Would I be here if I was? The lady had my charts in front of her!
My response was “fairly healthy-” for a person who has a hernia, who is paranoid about blood clots, who had cancer, COVID etc. I am fairly healthy. The nausea came unexpectedly.
She interrupted me before I could finish my sentence.
Then when I began explaining my symptoms she snapped “I thought you said you were healthy!”
My doctor was nice. I had X-rays done.
Nothing too serious but she said to take the following day off.
The moment I got home I crashed!