ER

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Why is the ER designed to cause us such misery? I was so desperate Wednesday

night that I decided that I had no choice, I had been putting it off since

Saturday. But even after doubling up on my medication, it didn't touch the

pain, I was at a definite 10++++. You know what I noticed this time? When I

first got there they were so sympathetic, and compassionate. Couldn't do enough

to make me comfortable. Even though it took three tries to get the iv in they

tried to make me as comfortable as they could. Finally they got the iv in, and

the dilaudid did what my medication did not, and for the first time in five days

my pain was less than a 7. And no nausea. Then, they got back the results of

my blood work, and CT Scan and they couldn't get me out of there fast enough.

Because my enzymes weren't elevated, and nothing showed on the CT Scan they said

it couldn't be my pancreas, and there wasn't anything else they could do.

It was around 1:00 a.m. by this time, and they had given me 2 mikes (they said

it wasn't milligrams I don't remember what they called it) of dilaudid around

9:00 p.m. (1 mike at a time over a three hour period) My pain was still around

a 6-7, but the doctor said she couldn't give me anything else, that I should

just go home, and double up on my regular medication if the pain didn't get

better. And do I need to describe the attitude? My husband asked her if she

couldn't give me another shot so I could get a good night's sleep, that I hadn't

slept very much for the past three days. She looked at him like he was nuts,

and said she definitely couldn't give me anything else.

I knew they would be this way, I guess I just hoped for a miracle! My pain has

still been bad, and I had an appointment with my PCP this morning, and he didn't

want to increase my dose, just told me to take a little extra if I needed it.

He's trying to find me a pain specialist. My last one was great, but I was

getting such grief at work because I had to take off one morning once a month to

pick up the prescription because their office is about an hour away, and they

won't mail them. Then I went to get my script re-filled and the insurance

company wouldn't pay because it was two days early. They said I should have

gotten another prescription from my doctor if I was told to take extra. So,

they weren't going to fill it for two more days, and I'm completely out. The

weird thing was that they did re-fill the 20 mgs. oxycontin but wouldn't do the

80's. But last month I got them both filled at the same time. It just made no

sense. I've had to call my insurance company to see if they would let my

pharmacy override the guidelines. Otherwise, I could pay $536.00 out of pocket.

I've had a terrible week. Started with the vent about my husband, and ends like

this! Well, I guess here I am venting again.

Thanks again, for listening. Can anyone relate?

Robin

P.S. I also just found out that my son got put in jail for violating his

probation...his probation officer ran in to him at a bar while he was playing

darts and having " some beers! "

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