DunPainted
Well-Known Member
My Dearest Forum Family:
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Just now coming outta the fog of anesthesia, I wanted to sit down and say thanks for your good thoughts and prayers this past month.
The initial (out-of-state) hospital afforded the hospitality of their ER reception area for 6 hours. Seems the remarkably "uncompassionate" triage nurse, devoid of any clue regarding to prioritization of urgency patient care. Guess patients with an upper/lower body at a 90 degree angle was lower on the totem pole (slight exaggeration, of course).
My 80-year-old Napoleonic father, having ran outta patience listening to his 48 year old daughter moan, grabbed her by the arm and "rushed the ER door". The little old Banty rooster, strong-arming the first person in scrubs (doctor, eek). demanded attention!
Long story, short -- the cavalier surgeon told Dad, after surgery, the appy AND colon ruptured. Unfortunately they couldn't get all the gunk/doo doo outta my belly. Hmmm, that leaves one with pause.
By the way, it's a darned good thing hospitals put "kiddie rails" on beds. When TAMI ZIMMERMAN of Oak Park Miniatures (WI) called my room after surgery, my heart melted at her kind gesture, and would've likely fell outta bed from joy of hearing her voice. :new_multi:
A special thank you goes out to my dear friend/mini mentor, Donna Herold (Qtr Rae), for staying in touch throughout the outta-state, lap of luxury hospital visit.
Upon returning home, two weeks later, more belly pain set in. Uh oh, the local surgeon went in, separated colon/bladder, stitched the small colon opening left from the previous surgery. For good measure, an unhealthy gall bladder was removed. Asked doctor if he utilized a Dirt Devil to remove all remnants of infection. He's not used to patients with a twisted sense of humor.
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Because medical/op records were required by local doctors, it took SIX tries to obtain....couldn't find "them" for 3 days. Finally, the ornery surgeon got on the horn and raised a Texan ruckus with the previous hospital. Methinks a message left on the previous hospita'sl Risk Manager's voice mail, requesting immediate removal of the triage nurse from said duty, after my initial request for records transfer, might've had something to do with file "misplacement". I dunno, perhaps Dunpainted's a bit paranoid.
Again, I cannot thank you folks enough for taking the time to post. May you all have a wonderful, happy, peaceful 2007.
Cindy
:saludando:
Just now coming outta the fog of anesthesia, I wanted to sit down and say thanks for your good thoughts and prayers this past month.
The initial (out-of-state) hospital afforded the hospitality of their ER reception area for 6 hours. Seems the remarkably "uncompassionate" triage nurse, devoid of any clue regarding to prioritization of urgency patient care. Guess patients with an upper/lower body at a 90 degree angle was lower on the totem pole (slight exaggeration, of course).
My 80-year-old Napoleonic father, having ran outta patience listening to his 48 year old daughter moan, grabbed her by the arm and "rushed the ER door". The little old Banty rooster, strong-arming the first person in scrubs (doctor, eek). demanded attention!
Long story, short -- the cavalier surgeon told Dad, after surgery, the appy AND colon ruptured. Unfortunately they couldn't get all the gunk/doo doo outta my belly. Hmmm, that leaves one with pause.
By the way, it's a darned good thing hospitals put "kiddie rails" on beds. When TAMI ZIMMERMAN of Oak Park Miniatures (WI) called my room after surgery, my heart melted at her kind gesture, and would've likely fell outta bed from joy of hearing her voice. :new_multi:
A special thank you goes out to my dear friend/mini mentor, Donna Herold (Qtr Rae), for staying in touch throughout the outta-state, lap of luxury hospital visit.
Upon returning home, two weeks later, more belly pain set in. Uh oh, the local surgeon went in, separated colon/bladder, stitched the small colon opening left from the previous surgery. For good measure, an unhealthy gall bladder was removed. Asked doctor if he utilized a Dirt Devil to remove all remnants of infection. He's not used to patients with a twisted sense of humor.
Because medical/op records were required by local doctors, it took SIX tries to obtain....couldn't find "them" for 3 days. Finally, the ornery surgeon got on the horn and raised a Texan ruckus with the previous hospital. Methinks a message left on the previous hospita'sl Risk Manager's voice mail, requesting immediate removal of the triage nurse from said duty, after my initial request for records transfer, might've had something to do with file "misplacement". I dunno, perhaps Dunpainted's a bit paranoid.
Again, I cannot thank you folks enough for taking the time to post. May you all have a wonderful, happy, peaceful 2007.
Cindy
:saludando:
