I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE HEALTHY


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!”

Really?!

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!

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