...was having a bad case of stomach flu. For 2 days, there were countless purging and vomiting. On 06 May 2008, 4.20pm: Told myself, better do something or it will be too late. Was breaking out in cold sweat...the pain in the stomach was getting severe...the room seems to be spinning..i reached for my hp placed underneath my pillow and dialed for my hubby's number...
" Dear, tin i shld admit myself. I am feeling terrible." I said." Gosh, i can't be released...you able to take a cab there?" he replied. " Okie. i will try." I hung up and thought for a few seconds who else to call...Oh yes, should try my sister who is working nearby. Within 20mins, i was in her car to SGH, A&E.
Clutching my stomach, i entered the "so crowded" A&E at SGH at exactly 5pm. " Sit here and wait" my sister commanded in her usual authoritative tone...I collapsed into the nearest chair and closed my eyes...After a few minutes when i feel better, started to observe my surroundings..amazingly, all looked calm and i would say rather comfortable. I probably looked the most sickly one there. My sister was walking up and down making calls and looking so busy..finally when she sat down with me...she told me she has activated her "Self Group" to pray for me. I nodded my thanks..but was muttering to myself i needed to see the doc fast...these prayers don't help at all. But its comforting to know ppl are praying for you even though they have never met you.
After what felt like eternity, a doc came out personally looking for me. He muttered something like "short of rooms.." so gotta bring you to another observation room. Who cares...i was thinking. One look at me and he said, "Oh, you are severely dehydrated." Straight away, he inserted a needle into my veins and created what the medical term said" a line" meant for drips, medicine, blood samples and so forth. Thereafter he injected some medication and told me to wait for nurses arrangement. I was wheeled out feeling slightly better. Wow, medication was reacting fast...okie..maybe just needed to finish 1 bag of drip and i can go home..i thought.
After what seems like 30 mins later, i was still waiting and starting to feel dizzy..perhaps becos of the medication? Or something else? I don know...my sister was nowhere in sight. There was this foreign worker in wheelchair like me complaining of being so cold. ..i looked around, no blankets. Nurses were all so busy walking past us....i wanted to help him but i could not speak as i was holding back my own nausea spasm. Oh...i saw my sis! She was walking so fast..and she past me without realising...i was too weak to shout..i quickly took out my hp to sms her.
"oh my goodness! I was looking high and low for you". she shouted when she finally saw me. "The stupid nurse told me you were already warded...." I realised later she was doing the admission which took her so long. Anyhow, i was then wheeled to A&E ward. It was freezing cold. I climbed onto the cold bed and just grasp the pillow and blanket. Despite the coldness, it was such great relief to be able to lie down as i was on verge of fainting. My first bag of drip started...
I calculated. The drip shld end soon...and doc said once done, he will need to just observe another 2 hrs and i can go...yeah! Told my sis, you better go. I will just rest and hubby will pick me later. She left at 9.30pm. My hubby came...i was feeling ok. Ward was packed. There were like 8-10 beds all lined closely with hardly any walking space. My hubby was told to wait outside as its was late..and room was too packed. okie...hubby suggested he wait in his car...
15mins later, doc came, took a look at me and some files (on my record of BP, temp) and declared that i cant go home. BP has dropped tremendously, need to pump in more supplements...since then, i lost count of the number of bags of drip i have had. The hand with the "line attached" doesn't seems mine anymore...it was perpetually laid on a pillow for countless hrs..in the same position.
My hubby left after receiving the sms from me. My 1st nite in A&E begins....
" Dear, tin i shld admit myself. I am feeling terrible." I said." Gosh, i can't be released...you able to take a cab there?" he replied. " Okie. i will try." I hung up and thought for a few seconds who else to call...Oh yes, should try my sister who is working nearby. Within 20mins, i was in her car to SGH, A&E.
Clutching my stomach, i entered the "so crowded" A&E at SGH at exactly 5pm. " Sit here and wait" my sister commanded in her usual authoritative tone...I collapsed into the nearest chair and closed my eyes...After a few minutes when i feel better, started to observe my surroundings..amazingly, all looked calm and i would say rather comfortable. I probably looked the most sickly one there. My sister was walking up and down making calls and looking so busy..finally when she sat down with me...she told me she has activated her "Self Group" to pray for me. I nodded my thanks..but was muttering to myself i needed to see the doc fast...these prayers don't help at all. But its comforting to know ppl are praying for you even though they have never met you.
After what felt like eternity, a doc came out personally looking for me. He muttered something like "short of rooms.." so gotta bring you to another observation room. Who cares...i was thinking. One look at me and he said, "Oh, you are severely dehydrated." Straight away, he inserted a needle into my veins and created what the medical term said" a line" meant for drips, medicine, blood samples and so forth. Thereafter he injected some medication and told me to wait for nurses arrangement. I was wheeled out feeling slightly better. Wow, medication was reacting fast...okie..maybe just needed to finish 1 bag of drip and i can go home..i thought.
After what seems like 30 mins later, i was still waiting and starting to feel dizzy..perhaps becos of the medication? Or something else? I don know...my sister was nowhere in sight. There was this foreign worker in wheelchair like me complaining of being so cold. ..i looked around, no blankets. Nurses were all so busy walking past us....i wanted to help him but i could not speak as i was holding back my own nausea spasm. Oh...i saw my sis! She was walking so fast..and she past me without realising...i was too weak to shout..i quickly took out my hp to sms her.
"oh my goodness! I was looking high and low for you". she shouted when she finally saw me. "The stupid nurse told me you were already warded...." I realised later she was doing the admission which took her so long. Anyhow, i was then wheeled to A&E ward. It was freezing cold. I climbed onto the cold bed and just grasp the pillow and blanket. Despite the coldness, it was such great relief to be able to lie down as i was on verge of fainting. My first bag of drip started...
I calculated. The drip shld end soon...and doc said once done, he will need to just observe another 2 hrs and i can go...yeah! Told my sis, you better go. I will just rest and hubby will pick me later. She left at 9.30pm. My hubby came...i was feeling ok. Ward was packed. There were like 8-10 beds all lined closely with hardly any walking space. My hubby was told to wait outside as its was late..and room was too packed. okie...hubby suggested he wait in his car...
15mins later, doc came, took a look at me and some files (on my record of BP, temp) and declared that i cant go home. BP has dropped tremendously, need to pump in more supplements...since then, i lost count of the number of bags of drip i have had. The hand with the "line attached" doesn't seems mine anymore...it was perpetually laid on a pillow for countless hrs..in the same position.
My hubby left after receiving the sms from me. My 1st nite in A&E begins....
1 comment:
Your encountered experience at the A&E was well written.. Quite interesting as not many people would have gone thru'it.
Well done and keep writing...
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