Shit, Ginger. Ugh.
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Hospitals over major holiday weekends are a bitch anyway. Of course it would be leisurely, the staff won't be there do be anything else.
The gurney made me want an adjustable mattress. I struggled last night with pillows in a vain attempt find a comfortable position.
Connie, that's one of the many reasons I didn't want to stay in the hospital. I've known too many people who were kept in hospitals over the weekend for tests that somehow never happened until Monday.
I've known too many people who were kept in hospitals over the weekend for tests that somehow never happened until Monday.
Oh yeah, you never want to go into a hospital the Friday of a three day weekend. Unless you can avoid it.
What a clusterfuck.
I've known too many people who were kept in hospitals over the weekend for tests that somehow never happened until Monday.
Happened to my dad more than once. I mean, what the shit, they have his medical record, they can see he's had 5 heart attacks, but they make him wait from Friday until Monday to have a test to see if he has a blockage? Bullshit.
Sorry you have to deal with this, Ginger.
Ginger that sucks. I hope you found some relief in some arrangement of pillows or whatnot. :(
I hope you got some good rest last night, Ginger.
Between the pain being better and exhaustion, I slept like a rock. This pain is weird. I don't know if I pulled something, broke another rib or if it's related to the lung. I haven't been coughing hard or anything like that.
Ginger, I'm glad you got some relief and some sleep. I'm sorry the hospital wasn't more helpful.