4 am IV drip

I recently had a delectable experience at the Emergency Room.

I arrived and gave them my name. They took my pulse and pressure and what have you to make sure I was not dying that very moment.

I wasn't.

They took a urine sample. They took some information of the personal variety.

After sitting in the waiting room for six hours, I was brought back to lie on a hospital bed in the middle of a hallway. The nurse brought me a heated blanket. She says "I brought you back here to rest". I thought "yes, she has seen me crying because I was in pain, otherwise, I'd still be out in the waiting room". It pays to express what you are really feeling.

I was awoken at 3 am to another nurse asking me ridiculous questions and telling me I have a severe kidney infection. I believe she put it a "pretty advanced kidney infection". She brought the doctor over and he poked and prodded and said "let's get you a cat scan, I'm afraid you have kidney stones".

So it was some medicine then, after which, I was wheeled down naked corridors at 4 am, barely lucid, soft hospital winds whisking through my unkempt blonde hairs. The tiles were shiny that's what I remember. Time for my cat scan.

The catscan lady was talking on her cell phone while she strapped me in which concerned me for two reasons. 1) Does this not interfere with this thing we call a cat scan? 2) Which one of your friends is up at 4 am to discuss seemingly pointless matters?

They photographed my insides and then returned me to have some blood drawn and an IV put in. I slept and was awoken again in the morning to a strange bustle I had yet to experience in the rear end of the hospital quarters. I was free to go, I didn't have stones, but I needed to pick up those antibiotics promptly.

I'm still in bed. Mostly, I've been here the past few days. I'm hoping to atleast step outside tomorrow.

wish me luck.

caio
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