I guess it’s time to talk about it. Right before Thanksgiving I got really sick in a way that I’ve never been before. I went to the hospital I usually go to and it was pretty quickly determined that I needed to go to Indianapolis by ambulance. By the time the ambulance arrived I’d had about 4 bags of saline IV run wide open. This will be important later.
It was about a 3 hour trip and it became clear halfway there that they should have put a foley catheter in because I had to pee in the worst way. There were no bed pans and as much as I begged the paramedics they would not pull over at a gas station so I could pee while wearing my paper gown and carrying my IV bag. So picture this. I have to pee standing up in the ambulance doing 79 mph while trying to hold my paper gown closed and using the same hand to balance on the wall while peeing into what could best be described as a diaper wipe container. I also made the medic crawl into the front seat with his partner. I have to say I’m pretty pissed (pun intended) about the whole damn issue. My next post will be all about the new disease I managed to get requiring another surgery.