|Winter storm FREYR|
Christmas was scary this year. I woke up Tuesday morning and found that the entire left side of my body was numb - from the top of my head down to my toes. After fretting about it for a couple of hours, I called my GP and she told me to get to the emergency room right away. Well, okay. But I wasn't enthused about it. Luckily my neighbor was home and he drove me there.
Long story short, after 5 HOURS in the ER waiting for a doctor, I was admitted for observation and discharged the next day. All they did was rule out stroke and heart attack. As for the continuing random numbness? "You'll have to follow up with your own doctor...." My doctor, of course, didn't know WHAT to make of it so she had sent me to the hospital, remember? They didn't care. Hospitals today aren't like on TV. They don't really seem to care about sick people.
The numbness is random all over my body and usually occurs when I'm either sleeping or resting/sitting down. While I'm active I seem to be okay. Tuesday morning I was scared to death. I'm still scared, but right now I'm just flippin' angry at the cavalier attitude the hospital showed for my condition. They couldn't discharge me fast enough after they ruled out stroke. Heck, they didn't even bother to wheel me off the floor and downstairs like they used to. Nope. I had to carry all my stuff and hoof it out of the hospital myself. For a hospital named MERCY, it sure didn't have much of THAT to go around. Pah!
So now I have to pursue this issue on my own. My doctor suggests a neurologist take a look. Or an endocrinologist. Or some other -ologist. Can she recommend someone? No. %$#@*!
Why stop there? Why not a faith healer or witch doctor? How can they be any worse than our great American medical profession? *sigh* Well, at least I'm angry. Angry is better than being scared any day of the week. Christmas was a bust and the New Year is not starting out well.
Oh look. Another winter storm to clean up after to boot. Euclid socked me at the hospital and it needed a neighbor with a jeep to get me home. Freyr (who comes up with these winter storm NAMES?) dumped 6" of snow last night. I've been digging out since this morning. Oh well, I'm sure the exercise is good for me, right? One thing for sure, I won't be asking advice from any d^mn doctor!