Why the weekend? It seems whenever I get sick it is on the weekend, at a time when the clinics are closed, so I end up in ER!
Sunday night I ended up there. I started to have symptoms of a urinary tract infection or interstitial cystitis on Thursday, but took some meds and by Friday I felt fine. Of course!
My husband had to go into work for 6 pm Sunday evening. My symptoms had reappeared that day and whatever I did Thursday, didn't help. I had to pee every two minutes and it hurt! It just was a throbbing pain. (Okay, it's not cancer, but it was a nuisance and a pain none the less). I didn't want to spend another sleepless night in the bathroom. I couldn't call my bff...she has worse battles. Fortunately, another friend was able to take me to the ER and my sister met me there.
When I got there, it wasn't busy, but as soon as I got in the examining room, a real emergency came in, so I laid there. (hope they don't charge by the hour!)
Everyone was really nice. I saw just about every nurse that was working at one time or another. The doctor did a brief exam. They weren't sure if the interstitial cystitis was flaring. By this time, I was passing blood clots. They prescribed and gave me an antibiotic and the wonderful pill that turns your pee orange! I told them, that I have been in ER with these symptoms enough times to know what helps and that is a shot of Valium in the butt! They complied! The spasms quit. I went home, took something for pain, and when I got really, really tired, went to bed and slept!
Today I get to go back to the periodontist for a check up. It's always something. My bff and I were discussing this fact. Seems the older we get, the more everyone we know is having surgery or health problems of some sort! We didn't worry about this in our 40's and 50's! Recently a classmate of mine died. I guess I am the age where I need to read the obituaries!