Shh… don't tell anyone I'm poor. They all think I'm living frugal and green just like everyone these days. This is a blog about a senior citizen living a frugal life, on a fixed income, in a low income food desert, and passing along knowledge from lessons learned. Some she learned from her Grandma Mama many years ago and some learned only a few days ago.
I suffered with a kidney stone. For three days I waited, taking pain pills, believing the stone would pass. I do drink water but apparently not enough to keep the stones from forming. On the fourth day I went to the emergency room for help. I was seen within a half hour of arriving. A cat scan verified the stone. It was very close to being passed. I was given more pain meds and sent home to drink more water.
Two days after that not even the pain meds were helping. The pain was horrible. I started running a fever and ached all over. This HAD to be more than just a kidney stone. So back to the emergency room I went. I sat there for 4 hours in the lobby waiting to be seen. I finally asked the triage nurse to just sign me out so I could go to the other hospital across the street. He told me I was the next person in line so I decided to wait. Ten minutes later I went to the back where the patients are seen. You ever hear the expression, its the squeaky wheel that gets the attention? After another two hours of waiting I started moaning really loud. I figured if I must suffer in pain they might as well KNOW about it. I would be the squeaky wheel.
It worked. I guess the moaning was irritating enough for a doctor to pay attention. Its kind of like being in a waiting room with a screaming baby. The baby is put ahead of others just to get it out quickly. Another two hours of waiting for tests results to come back. A CT scan revealed not one but three oversize stones and a major infection in my kidney and bladder. My fever had gone up too. I was told I needed surgery which was scheduled for morning. Heck, by now it was almost morning. It had taken a whole night to get a diagnosis.
An IV was put in my arm with a saline drip and antibiotics. I was admitted to the hospital and given a room to await surgery. I believed it would be done right away. Not so. It was five in the evening, a full twenty four hours after I first signed in, when I went to sleep for surgery. I know the time because of the clock on the wall in the operating room as I drifted off. I was the very last patient of the day.
I remained in the hospital for another 48 hours to get the fever and infection under control. I came home from the hospital yesterday with more prescriptions and a stint in place. I finally got a good night’s sleep in my own bed. Hospital beds are not good for much except waiting. I have doctor’s orders to not do any housework until at least Wednesday. 🙂 I can live with that.
I had started a draft of another money saving post before my illness. I’ll finish it up and post it later today or in the morning. I believe I’ve figured out how to cut my own personal water bill in half. I’m excited to share it with you. I’m also gonna need all the savings I can get in order to pay a hospital bill and doctor’s bills from the last several days. Geeze! Somebody or some thing is ALWAYS out to get my money from me.