WCA Hospital

This didn't turn out the way I hoped. I'd been so sick after the chemo and previously with constant coughing, sinus, reflux. etc.  I'd had an ongoing fever. I work up on Saturday and decided it was "strange enough" to still be running a temp that I would go to an urgent care center as Roswell advised. My throat hurt so damn much all I wanted a culture of my throat and make sure I didn't have strep.

So my mom takes me to the downtown Jamestown area called "Brooklyn Square" if you can believe it. I go in and pay my $30 co-pay. They do my vitals and let me promptly know they can not help me and with a fever as I am a chemo patient. They tell me I need to be at the hospital. They make me sign some papers about all the dangers of getting to the hospital if I don't use a ambulance, like traffic. ~sigh~

We go and get a humidifier before we go to the hospital. The plan had been to go to the mall to buy Tulip some shoes and me bra that will fit my changing body but no, I go to the hospital instead dreading the huge co-pay. I did call Rosewell first and the doctor I spoke to there wondered why the nurse had recommended I be sent to a urgent care center when what I needed to go to was the hospital. She told me to go directly to the hospital and how important it was, lectured me a bit which I needed because I was still hearing the "oh it's just the neulasta shot, take tylenol.

They checked me in to ER pretty quickly and took some blood through my port eventually. They had some trouble accessing the port but they did it eventually. I felt proud of them when the did. Ports aren't often seen here but they are a new trend so I guess I was a bit of a guinea pig.

Results of the blood draw came back....OMG 37000+ white blood cell count! The ER doctor has a face is serious and says that is alarmingly high and likely infection. The neulasta shots also make for a high white blood cell count my mother and I tell him but he thinks not that high. I just want my throat checked! Why will no one look at my throat and culture it? (Eventually they do) I give the ER doctor the number for Rosewell, he calls and confers with a doctor there. They agree I need to be admitted.

It the middle of my admission to the hospital, right after Tulip shows up to say good night to me. They announce a code C is coming, 2 minutes away, one minute into my room and whisk my kid out.....bye. Then I get wheeled out in the bed by the cutest nurse ever and up to my room new room.

SO here I am, it's getting late...maybe 9pm? I haven't eaten but yogurt today and I would like something to eat. There were busy, there were codes and I had to answer a lot of questions to many people. Eventually I got a tuna sandwich and went to bed.