As some of you may have heard I went to the emergency room earlier this week. No major problems just wanted to make sure there was nothing really wrong with me or the baby. I basically had hours of vomiting and diarrhea. While this is a gross subject I find that brutal honesty makes for the best storytelling. So here we go...
Like I said this went on for hours with no sign of stopping. I hate doctors as most of the time doctor visits are just a waste of time. I thought I may have had food poisoning so Joe and I decided to head down to the wonderful place called the ER. Well we got there about 6:30 pm and it was packed. We were told that the wait would be about 4 hours. (Joy) I had to run to the bathroom several times during this wait. One time while in the middle of a puke marathon Joe knocked on the door to make sure that I was still alive. I should also point out that I haven't had any morning sickness at all so that wouldn't explain all the vomiting.
But despite my many trips to the bathroom I didn't miss out on all the crazies in the waiting room. The first time I sat down the people next to me smelled like poop. Not a good time. Eventually we were able to move and not have to smell them. Not long after we got there a guy was brought in on a stretcher. I'm not sure what this guy was on but I would like some in the future. He wandered around awhile before sitting down next to us. He would mumble and talk to himself from time to time. About every half hour he would scream about how he was tired of waiting to see the doctor and wanted to leave.
Also, not long after arriving there was a woman sitting across from me taking her boots off. She then took her socks off and proceeded to put on a pair with giant holes in them. She then threw the old socks in the garbage can. About an hour later she came back and changed her socks again. This time she opted to just throw them on the floor and kick them under the chair. But she was no longer wearing the boots at this point just carrying them around with her. After sitting there calmly for awhile she started clapping her hands. First just a couple times then faster. It was at this point I sent Joe a text saying 'what the fuck?' Thankfully after her clapping she moved seats again. But a few minutes later I heard her yell at someone, "You're not gonna sit there and stare at me!! It's not gonna happen!"
Now going back to crazy guy next to us. Joe was actually polite enough to talk to him for a little bit. In this time we learned that his sister would pick him up, he had no home, if you get him hi he will talk your ear off, why did he have to wait so long to see a doctor, and that he was starving. After about 2 hours into waiting he fell asleep. (Thank God) At 3 and a half hours he woke up. This was just after crazy clapping lady was leaving and ran out the door screaming, "stupid chickenshit doctors...mumble mumble." And went out the front door. A few minutes later she came back in and started yelling that they never help her when she comes in and she can't even walk because her feet hurt and blah blah blah. It was at this time an aide from the back came out and said "Here are your socks ma'am." She said he could just throw them away. (weirdo, that makes at least three pairs of socks she went through in this visit)
Now since crazy guy had just woken up he wasn't happy. He woke up yelling something but I don't remember what. But since crazy clapper was yelling at the nurses I think he thought that she was trying to argue with him. Every time she would yell so would he. Eventually the clapper left. This was when crazy guy decided to stand up and yell, "Why the hell haven't I seen a doctor? I've been here for 3 hours and the least you can do is serve us some dinner!" He was told that he needed to calm down and stand back. Which made him just yell more. He was then told if he didn't stop he would have to leave. And of course he did not so seconds later he was being dragged out.
I wish I could say that the rest of visit was as entertaining but it wasn't. I got put on iv because I was dehydrated and they ran some blood test. All my test came back normal so that was a good thing. They had me leave a urine sample and wanted me to leave a stool sample. This did not happen as I was unable to go. I'm pretty sure there was nothing left at this point buy they did not worry. Of course what do you think the first thing I had to do was when I got home?? Figures. So after getting hydrated and giving me some medicine for the nausea I was on my way. It may have been a slight waste of time but it was better to be safe than sorry. And now I have more wonderful memories to share. (awww)
Other than the crazy doctor visit my life hasn't been that interesting. We got to hear the heartbeat on Monday which was exciting. And tomorrow we are going to attempt to clean out the spare bedroom. This will be harder on Joe since it's basically his junk room. I will let you know how it goes and try and take pictures so you feel my pain. I had other random things that I was going to talk about but will have to save it for later.
