We are currently in room 25 of the St. John’s ER. The Darling Wife started having lower back pains, which spread the be “like tire of pain around my middle” to use her terms. She was very clear this was not her normal IBS sort of pain. We went by the Urgent Care place first, but they kicked her up stream to the ER, calling ahead and giving us their work up, which eliminated the triage stage. We were in a room and had been seen by a nurse and doctor with in 10 minutes, plus had blood and other fluids drawn soon there after. She’s already had what ever type of scan they use for soft tissue between the navel and hips, which did require some dye.
I almost hope it is appendicitis this time, so we can get it over with. She’s been fighting random pains from, as I put it, navel to hips for years now. It’s getting old. I’ve been told that if I (a middle aged white male) came in with the same symptoms, that would be one of the first things they would check for. With her history, on the other hand, well, not so much. I’ve contact all the normal contacts, and told them not to show up until we know what the issue is this time.
I’m a lot less stressed than last trip but I suspect that is because lower belly pain, even new kinds of it, is more or less normal for The Darling Wife, and because I’ve taken 3 mg of time releases Xanax this morning, which explains why I haven’t tossed this computer across the room because if freaking fails every time I attempt to publish. Trying one more time with only PG wording and see if that helps.
[edit] Either not saying any of the 7 words you can’t say on TV helped get by St. John’s proxy, or the German’s poked their database server with a sharp stick. Smart money is on the Germans poking with sticks, but who knows [/edit]
