Never get sick in the U.S. of A.... EVER!!!!!!
Taliesen Here...
I need to apologize for not writing in a while, guys, I'm sorry. I've actually been in the wars a little bit. Well, I had one thing go wrong and it all went dowhill from there. Here's the short version (and yes, you all know me well enough to know that even the short version will be way too detailed and long... hehehe):
About 2 weeks ago I started having bad abdominal pain (no, I'm not pregnant) and it wouldn't go away after about 3 days, getting so bad I had to leave work early. Daniel (after putting me on his medical insurance) came to pick me up and take me to the doctor.
The doctor then sent me to the Emergency Room (Yes, you're right, Daniel and I do spend too much time there).
Ignoring the note from my doctor saying "give her a CatScan, I think she has Appendicitis", every doctor and resident and student in the ER at NYU Downtown Hospital - A teaching Hospital and one of the best in NY, supposedly - proceeded to examine me. They all got very excited when I made the - well, it wasn't a mistake, but it sure felt like a mistake - of telling them about my "pre-existing Condition" of polycystic ovaries. So, hours of poking and prodding and painful ultrasounds, they finally gave me the catscan at 11:30PM (We went to the ER at about 3:30pm).
Of course at 11:30pm, the hospitals radiologist is at home, sleeping, so my catscan was sent where to be analyzed??? AUSTRALIA!!!! That's right, I waited in the ER being poked for EIGHT HOURS only to have my CatScan sent HOME to be looked at by a radiologist who WASN'T asleep!!!!!
Of course, being the Autralian radiologist that he was, his "analysis" was simply "she doesn't have appendicitis. She'll be right. No worries"... BUT I WAS STILL IN PAIN!!!!!!
So, what was the next step?? Well, exploratory surgery, OF COURSE!!!!!! "Let's cut into her and have a look at her insides and SEE if anything's wrong". So, at 3AM, I went under general anesthetic to have a camera poked through my belly-button and an incision made in my side so tools could poke around... FUN, HUH???? (what happened to the good old days, when the only thing that knocked me out at 3am was the copious amounts of alcohol I'd been consuming since sundown...).
So, I woke up at 5:30AM to be told that they couldn't see anything wrong so they were discharging me... Their guess was that I must have had an abdominal infection. So, home I went with painkillers (for the pain from the surgery... the other wasn't bothering me any more, then again, I was doped up, what did I know?).
Since the ER discharged me, I was told they thought I had Chrone's Disease (which is what the Radiologist - the one that had been sleeping - said when he came into work that day and looked at my CatScan) so I went to a Gastroenterologist, who yesterday performed a colonoscopy on me (more general anesthetic), and if you don't know what that is, YOU DON'T WANT TO!!!!
We'll know more when the results from the biopsy he took come back, but he said I looked normal and he's leaning toward the gastro infection, too.
So, after ALL that (and a couple of hundred dollars paid to specialists - even after insurance) it looks like I'm fine!!!!
Oh... almost forgot...
We got the bill from the Hospital yesterday, if Daniel hadn't put me on his insurance that morning, we would have to find some way of paying that good Hospital $8,882.60 on top of the doctors fees. That's right... EIGHT THOUSAND, EIGHT HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-TWO DOLLARS!!!!!!! Can you believe it??? I was in the Emergency Room for a mere 14 hours, I wasn't even admitted!!!!
So, I reiterate, Never get sick in the USA, EVER!!!!
Thank you, those who knew, for your well-wishes. They worked, it looks like I will be right as rain!!!!
Love to you all, As always.
Missing you,
Taliesen.
I need to apologize for not writing in a while, guys, I'm sorry. I've actually been in the wars a little bit. Well, I had one thing go wrong and it all went dowhill from there. Here's the short version (and yes, you all know me well enough to know that even the short version will be way too detailed and long... hehehe):
About 2 weeks ago I started having bad abdominal pain (no, I'm not pregnant) and it wouldn't go away after about 3 days, getting so bad I had to leave work early. Daniel (after putting me on his medical insurance) came to pick me up and take me to the doctor.
The doctor then sent me to the Emergency Room (Yes, you're right, Daniel and I do spend too much time there).
Ignoring the note from my doctor saying "give her a CatScan, I think she has Appendicitis", every doctor and resident and student in the ER at NYU Downtown Hospital - A teaching Hospital and one of the best in NY, supposedly - proceeded to examine me. They all got very excited when I made the - well, it wasn't a mistake, but it sure felt like a mistake - of telling them about my "pre-existing Condition" of polycystic ovaries. So, hours of poking and prodding and painful ultrasounds, they finally gave me the catscan at 11:30PM (We went to the ER at about 3:30pm).
Of course at 11:30pm, the hospitals radiologist is at home, sleeping, so my catscan was sent where to be analyzed??? AUSTRALIA!!!! That's right, I waited in the ER being poked for EIGHT HOURS only to have my CatScan sent HOME to be looked at by a radiologist who WASN'T asleep!!!!!
Of course, being the Autralian radiologist that he was, his "analysis" was simply "she doesn't have appendicitis. She'll be right. No worries"... BUT I WAS STILL IN PAIN!!!!!!
So, what was the next step?? Well, exploratory surgery, OF COURSE!!!!!! "Let's cut into her and have a look at her insides and SEE if anything's wrong". So, at 3AM, I went under general anesthetic to have a camera poked through my belly-button and an incision made in my side so tools could poke around... FUN, HUH???? (what happened to the good old days, when the only thing that knocked me out at 3am was the copious amounts of alcohol I'd been consuming since sundown...).
So, I woke up at 5:30AM to be told that they couldn't see anything wrong so they were discharging me... Their guess was that I must have had an abdominal infection. So, home I went with painkillers (for the pain from the surgery... the other wasn't bothering me any more, then again, I was doped up, what did I know?).
Since the ER discharged me, I was told they thought I had Chrone's Disease (which is what the Radiologist - the one that had been sleeping - said when he came into work that day and looked at my CatScan) so I went to a Gastroenterologist, who yesterday performed a colonoscopy on me (more general anesthetic), and if you don't know what that is, YOU DON'T WANT TO!!!!
We'll know more when the results from the biopsy he took come back, but he said I looked normal and he's leaning toward the gastro infection, too.
So, after ALL that (and a couple of hundred dollars paid to specialists - even after insurance) it looks like I'm fine!!!!
Oh... almost forgot...
We got the bill from the Hospital yesterday, if Daniel hadn't put me on his insurance that morning, we would have to find some way of paying that good Hospital $8,882.60 on top of the doctors fees. That's right... EIGHT THOUSAND, EIGHT HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-TWO DOLLARS!!!!!!! Can you believe it??? I was in the Emergency Room for a mere 14 hours, I wasn't even admitted!!!!
So, I reiterate, Never get sick in the USA, EVER!!!!
Thank you, those who knew, for your well-wishes. They worked, it looks like I will be right as rain!!!!
Love to you all, As always.
Missing you,
Taliesen.
posted by Taliesen K. Farmer | 11/14/2006 05:39:00 PM
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