Urrgh.. I hate hospital............!!!
My bruised arm with all the needles mark...........I have been in and out of hospital these few months due to my ill health. My most recent ones few days ago ( a day before Valentine's day) was a torturous and unforgetable experience. I have been having chest discomfort for the past few days. So on that morning when I was feeling dizzy with a blood pressure shooting up to nearly 200 ( normal 120) I admitted myself to this private hospital for a thorough checkup. First, a big needle was prick into my vein for some intravenous glucose transfusion which I do not need later but the needle stays there til I was discharge.
An hour later the physician call up the cardiologist to check my heart as my heartbeat was still going like 100rpm ( normal 60). Before I could even rest on the hospital bed and also miss my breakfast I was wheel downstairs again for more test feeling cold and hungry. Then the cardiologist suggest I do the treadmill after seeing my not too good ECG results. What? walking on treadmill with my 2 damage and stiff ankles? My cardiologist assured me that it will be specially modulated for me. Good then, I had my first try with all the wires attached to my chest. The nurse nearly had a heart attack seeing me struggling at my first attempt. She aborted the test. The suprise cardiologist could not believe I could not walk so he frighten me into a second attempt saying I might have to go for the angiogram if I could not do the stress test.
After feeling my empty stomach with a sandwich and a hot drink to calm my nerves, I went for my second attempt which shows some results. After lunch with a bowl of hospital porridge, the nurses came to find more veins to prick to prepare me for a heart scan giving more sores and painful moments.
Lying for hours in the X ray room with wires fixed over my chest from the pulse monitor I could hear my own heart thumping away. The nurses waiting for it to slow down after making me swallow a bitter pill to lower my blood pressure. Next, pricking for the right vein again after a few attempts to pump in some color dye for the scanning. Then, more injection of medication for allergy through another vein. I was a frighten vegetable by the time I was ready for scanning. But I got through without fainting but still with some allergic reaction which calls for another injection of medication.
After feeling my empty stomach with a sandwich and a hot drink to calm my nerves, I went for my second attempt which shows some results. After lunch with a bowl of hospital porridge, the nurses came to find more veins to prick to prepare me for a heart scan giving more sores and painful moments.
Lying for hours in the X ray room with wires fixed over my chest from the pulse monitor I could hear my own heart thumping away. The nurses waiting for it to slow down after making me swallow a bitter pill to lower my blood pressure. Next, pricking for the right vein again after a few attempts to pump in some color dye for the scanning. Then, more injection of medication for allergy through another vein. I was a frighten vegetable by the time I was ready for scanning. But I got through without fainting but still with some allergic reaction which calls for another injection of medication.
After all these test all I got was a healthy heart with no blockage which I am thankful for and some bruise needle marks and a blue black spot where the wrong vein was being prick by a careless nurse. The end result is that I suffer from gastric reflux which only needs medication to treat it.
