I'm pretty convinced that I have the shittiest immune system on the face of this earth. Right now I have another ear infection (I got rid of one about a month ago) and my throat is sore as hell. I'm headed to the doctor tomorrow to probably get another shot in my ass. The big difference is, this time, I actually have medical insurance. This is a big relief, but if only I could have had this back in October.
October was a bad month for me. I was semi-talking to this guy who was headed to Iraq, we weren't dating, but he apparently thought I was his property (then he resorted to stalking me on the internet, calling my phone a million times, etc, but that's another story). Well, one morning, I woke up around 9AM and tried to get up. I had this horrible pain in my right side. I thought that maybe I just needed to go to the bathroom or something, so I swung my legs over the side of the bed, and stood up... only to fall down from the pain.
I called my grandmother and had her come pick me up to take me the the doctor. The doctor didn't really do shit, and even had the nerve to ask me why I was crying. NO SHIT, YOU ASSHOLE. I FEEL LIKE I'M BEING GUTTED FROM THE INSIDE! He sent me to the local hospital to the ER. Well, we waited to get into the ER for FIVE HOURS. That's one hell of an emergency room.
We left and went to the city to the hospital there that I've used since I was a kid. It only took five minutes, and they had me in the back, doing bloodwork, and so on. They said from the looks of my white blood cell count, they didn't think it was my appendix. However, they still ordered a CT just to be sure.
I went to the CT machine, laid there for a little while, then they wheeled me back to my room. It wasn't even thirty minutes later that the doctor came in and told me: "Your appendix is severely inflamed and could burst. We need to perform emergency surgery. Which surgeon would you like us to contact?"
We told them, then I had to talk to the woman from anesthesia. Then, not even five minutes later, the surgery group shows up and wheels me away to surgery. All I remember after entering the surgery room is being moved from one bed to the other, and being told to extend my right arm to the right. Then, everything went black.
Someone woke me up in the recovery room about thirty minutes after the surgery, and I nearly had an anxiety attack because I didn't know where I was, I was hurting, and something was down my throat. The nurse calmed me down and gave me my first IV of what I guess was liquid hydrocodone.
I stayed in the hospital for a day after that, and still have the scars from the surgery. They are small, and in locations that aren't that viewable. One is near my bikini line, one is in my bellybutton (they pulled the appendix out through my bellybutton) and one is near my ribcage. They were just small incisions. I do have a picture of my appendix, but I will leave that at the request of people. I know 53V3N's seen it. He's also photoshopped eyes on the damn thing.
My big problem right now is just paying off the massive amount of medical bills that I incurred during October and from before when I didn't have insurance (before I joined the Army).
Right now, my bills round out to about this:
$15,000 hospital bill (appendix surgery)
$1,500 surgery bill (appendix surgery)
$400 anesthesiology
$600 radiology
$5000 (old medical bills)
Ugh. Debt. Hooray. I'm working to get all these paid off and OUT of the collections agencies. It's tough, but I'm doing it. I severely need a job right now though, as my funds are running very low from what I had saved up. :sad:
October was a bad month for me. I was semi-talking to this guy who was headed to Iraq, we weren't dating, but he apparently thought I was his property (then he resorted to stalking me on the internet, calling my phone a million times, etc, but that's another story). Well, one morning, I woke up around 9AM and tried to get up. I had this horrible pain in my right side. I thought that maybe I just needed to go to the bathroom or something, so I swung my legs over the side of the bed, and stood up... only to fall down from the pain.
I called my grandmother and had her come pick me up to take me the the doctor. The doctor didn't really do shit, and even had the nerve to ask me why I was crying. NO SHIT, YOU ASSHOLE. I FEEL LIKE I'M BEING GUTTED FROM THE INSIDE! He sent me to the local hospital to the ER. Well, we waited to get into the ER for FIVE HOURS. That's one hell of an emergency room.
We left and went to the city to the hospital there that I've used since I was a kid. It only took five minutes, and they had me in the back, doing bloodwork, and so on. They said from the looks of my white blood cell count, they didn't think it was my appendix. However, they still ordered a CT just to be sure.
I went to the CT machine, laid there for a little while, then they wheeled me back to my room. It wasn't even thirty minutes later that the doctor came in and told me: "Your appendix is severely inflamed and could burst. We need to perform emergency surgery. Which surgeon would you like us to contact?"
We told them, then I had to talk to the woman from anesthesia. Then, not even five minutes later, the surgery group shows up and wheels me away to surgery. All I remember after entering the surgery room is being moved from one bed to the other, and being told to extend my right arm to the right. Then, everything went black.
Someone woke me up in the recovery room about thirty minutes after the surgery, and I nearly had an anxiety attack because I didn't know where I was, I was hurting, and something was down my throat. The nurse calmed me down and gave me my first IV of what I guess was liquid hydrocodone.
I stayed in the hospital for a day after that, and still have the scars from the surgery. They are small, and in locations that aren't that viewable. One is near my bikini line, one is in my bellybutton (they pulled the appendix out through my bellybutton) and one is near my ribcage. They were just small incisions. I do have a picture of my appendix, but I will leave that at the request of people. I know 53V3N's seen it. He's also photoshopped eyes on the damn thing.
My big problem right now is just paying off the massive amount of medical bills that I incurred during October and from before when I didn't have insurance (before I joined the Army).
Right now, my bills round out to about this:
$15,000 hospital bill (appendix surgery)
$1,500 surgery bill (appendix surgery)
$400 anesthesiology
$600 radiology
$5000 (old medical bills)
Ugh. Debt. Hooray. I'm working to get all these paid off and OUT of the collections agencies. It's tough, but I'm doing it. I severely need a job right now though, as my funds are running very low from what I had saved up. :sad:
