First I'll do the best I can to describe to you what I was feeling even though I know it is tough if not impossible to grasp. Certainly the medical staff had no idea what I was talking about
Immediately after taking my sleep medicine on Friday night, I became extremely dizzy. The room started spinning. It is terrifying to live alone when you're chronically ill but even worse when you are sick upon sic.
I don't know what to do but to keep the cell phone close. I text 2 friends to let them know I'm very sick and I'm not sure what's wrong.
Then I called the on call doctor at my doctor's office but the call didn't go through.
I tried to walk to the living room chair very slowly.
The body wide pain is even more excruciating then usual and I'm having the sensation that if I fall asleep I either will die in my sleep (that part is o.k.) or the thing that really worries me is that I will fall asleep but wake up paralyzed. I have had similar sensations as a side effect from Elavil, however with the Elavil I felt and heard a metal sound in my head and my heart raced so fast I thought it would kill me.
I think the saddest part of this story is how I was treated by both the paramedics and the hospital staff. I told the 911 dispatcher to make absolutely sure that my "purse" goes with me to the hospital. I can say one or two words but I really can't speak in sentences. I am so sedated that I can't keep my eyes open.
When the paramedics arrived (I couldn't tell you what they looked like) I pointed to the "purse" My main concern was that if I were going to die in a damn hospital my journals need to be in the purse, not home because I have not considered myself to have a safe place to live in many years.
The paramedic picks up my purse then puts it back down and decides to leave it at the house even though I insisted.
The paramedics are rude and seems to be mad. They keep yeling at me to keep my eyes open which I can't. They keep insisting I tell them the exact date I was last transported in an ambo. which I could not do.
They said "IF YOU DON'T WALK DOWN THESE STEPS YOU ARE GOING TO GET HURT!"
(3 flights of steps that a stretcher can't be carried on) When they insisted I walk, I grabbed the banister and they said DON'T DO THAT
When I got into the ambulance I was crying from the pain of the electric bp cuff. The paramedic (a bastard really) kept pinching my arm and holding the pinch as hard as he could. He said:
"STOP COMPLAINING IT'S JUST A BLOOD PRESSURE CUFF" (yEAH and he doesn't have lyme and fibromyalgia) Anytime I did not provide an articulate answer he held a pinch to my left arm. I said please that'x excruciating please don't pinch me.
He said "Well, then you need to cooperate"
He wondered why I was "crying" and I told him the bp cuffe was excruciating. I kept complaining about what felt like convulsions and electricity in my body. He said that my bp is very high. (well I don't know what you want me to do about that it is normally low/normal)
When we got to the hospital, I was put in what appeared to be some sort of overflow room. I rarely saw any hospital staff. I told the nurse I needed to go to the bathroom but I can't walk their by myself.
She said "WALK BY YOURSELF OR DON'T GO"
She also said "You either go by yourself or I'm not going to triage you
I "collapsed" in a chair and never made it to the toilet. She kept good on her threat and "punished" me by not triaging me for at least another 2 hours. I was in the overflow room until 4 a.m. When the doc saw me he said he has no idea what the matter is, gave me a med.
Sends nurse into the room. She hands me a stack of papers while I am supine. I asked her if she could put it with my coat, and she initially refused looking at me like: "How dare you tell me what to do with the paperwork"
I was asked if I had money for a cab. I said well for one thing I insisted they bring my purse but they elected to ignore me so no I do not have money. She looked at me like:
She was going to keep me in the hospital indefinitely since I have no ride home. After 2 hours they called me an ambulance and I was home by 7:30 a.m. I have a significant bruise on my arm from the guy who kept pinching me.
The hospital here in mountain town have a horrible reputation and I have been told repeatedly whatever you do don't EVER HAVE SURGERY AT MOUNTAIN TOWN HOSPITAL YOU WILL REGRET IT.