Focal Points and I~Oh~Dots...

CaseyFace, 10/21/09- Ready to leave the hospital...
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Good Morning All;
And to thank you for your kind words from the last few days... I'm alright today.

As you know, Casey was twice to the hospital on Monday. 
Plus, once last weekend too. She has a hard spot that seemingly comes and goes where her pancreas pain once was.  It gives her much pain and nausea.

Suffice to say that there aren't too many doctors around here that even want to guess at this point.

This note I had sent to Kelli yesterday pretty much tells all about Casey and I...

Dearest Sick Kelli;
Should you be at work?
Or are you just getting everyone there to feel as lousy as you do?

Since I had been up since 12:30 the day before I came home as they wheeled her back to have her Cat Scan.  I slept til almost 11:30, after having gone to sleep at 2:30. Too wired from the day at hand...

Casey called a little after 1 AM- Greg and her were once again heading home.

Dr Sutherland's assistant emailed me earlier- Casey will go to Minnesota next week. Will have to keep an eye on the forecast too.

About the soup. (Tim is weird. I didn't like it at all).
I dropped some off at Randy's too. As I set it on the sidewalk, I jumped about 5 feet in the air when he came out of the garage! (He was supposed to get it when he woke up, being so sick and all).
But I stayed about 10 feet away. hehehe

*** If I get sick from anywhere, its going to be from these damned hospitals and clinics!
And I am scared;  ~not of being sick, but of fracturing any more of my spine from coughing. They (PM) told me that coughing and sneezing can be responsible for my fractures...

If I am ok come Friday then I'll be good to go from yesterday. (Incubation period being 1-4 days).

Let's see... Where was I? hehehe

A week ago, Casey had this rude ("know-it-all"), ER doctor.
You already know the kind; ~with NO bedside manners at all 

She'd asked Casey, "Do you want something to be wrong?"
Now what the hell kind of question is THAT?
(No, you idiot, she wants only to know what IS wrong)!
no I did not say it- (I should have). It will be onr of the regrets I hold when I meet my Maker.

When we went in on Monday (the 1st time), it was a long wait to see anyone. They were 40 patients behind at 4AM, but were only 10 behind when we got there.
Needless to say, even waiting an hour was good work on their part.

The PA (Physician Assistant), came in. A very, very, nice gal. To ask what Casey was normally given and at the very least to order something for Casey's pain and nausea.
She listened closely, asking and answering- She was also very straightforward about their ignorance of the procedures Casey has been through. Very kind. Very honest.  Very rare, unfortunately.
Casey even told her that she was much nicer than how she had been treated that previous weekend.

Casey's bloodwork came back OK.  She was given more zofran for her nausea and we got back here a little after 4.

An hour later, she was vomiting all over again...

Knowing that Minneapolis has always been more than helpful, I told Casey to try to call there.
She did, between bouts of nausea, and spoke to the transplant surgeon on call.
He ordered Casey to go right back to the hospital for more appropriate treatment of her pain and nausea.   -He also called to St. Mary's In Green Bay and ordered a Cat Scan for her. (They were unwilling to do this earlier; not sure of it is costs, or out of any medical concern for Casey).

When we returned, as luck would have it, she got the same raunchy doctor that she'd had a week ago.   The Dr. (and I use the term lightly), came in.

The first thing Dr. Zero wanted to know was what Casey had said about her earlier.  Hmm...  How's that for treating an obviously sick patient?

When no answer was forthcoming, she went on to say that she had heard from Minnesota, but wanted us to know that "all the doctors in the world could call, but it wasn't going to change her own course of treatment." 
(I promise this condescending bitch will be reported)!  ..."Grrrr" ...

She ordered Toradol (which is one or two steps up from ibuprofen, Advil).  Yeah, like that's going to help...
After Caseys bloodwork came back, Dr. Z. very begrudgingly ordered a Cat Scan.

My email to Dr. Sutherland was answered yesterday- Casey will be seeing him next week. Seems like a long wait, but he will only be in Mpls that one day...

We will be taking the reports from the hospital, the scans and the xray to Minnesota- Also the copies of her visits to the clinic.

So how would YOU treat this young lady with the brave face?
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Lord only knows she's seen her share of clinic ceilings with their random focal points.
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She has peed in too many cups...
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And still, she braves it out as she waits for answers...
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.Wanting to entertain her, I told her that Punk was wondering why Casey's seat was empty for so long?
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.But I didn't offer toradol... hehehe
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I told her it was warm~ish outside; and to get better so she could go out and enjoy it!
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I set the camera down while I blew up a medical glove....
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Then I huffed and I puffed, and I blew it up even bigger!.
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Didn't make her better, so I did the Macarena for her....
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OK, so I can't do the Macarena anymore.
But I would have if I could have.
And it's suppose to be the thought that counts anyway-.

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Still didn't work...

The other doctor came in and even joked around about me getting a new camera, (which is not true by the way)...
I am not that ugly..
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Nor was he-

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Even Greg was there to add levity and love..
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"Smile, Honey!"
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But the real smiles came when it was time to go home.
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I'd better close for now-

Trash day today. I have decided that my entire house will have to go. Getting it to fit into the dumpster is the problem.   hehehe    

Love to all.

XOXO
Me