Wow so did I have the craziest night ever on Tuesday. It started out like any normal night at work until about 9pm. At this point I was chatting with co-workers and drinking a carton of milk. I took one swig and as soon as that milk hit my stomach I knew I was in trouble. Right away my stomach felt bad. I thought I was getting lactose intolerant shrugged it off and went about my business, or at least I tried.
It started getting more and more painful. I tried drinking sprite, that didn't help I tried eating crackers, no good. My friend at work made me some herbal tea and gave me some wheat thins. Nothing. So then I thought maybe I need to vomit that might help, didn't then I thought maybe it's gas, sorry no luck there. So I go to the doctors room and lay my head down to see if little nap will help. About 5 minutes into my nap the CNA walks in tells me my one patient has a ridiculously high blood pressure. UGGHH!
So I get up walk all the way down the hall into the patients room its a little dark in there and he is sitting on the edge of the bed. I walk up to him and ask when is the last time you urinated? He responds "2pm" and then falls on his side on the bed unresponsive. At this point I panic. I start yelling his name but he doesn't answer. I pull the emergency button and yell "I need some help in here" just like on TV! Everyone comes racing in. I turn on the room light and he is purple. We get ready to do CPR but luckily he has pulse so all we have to do is breath for him. Easier said than done, he had bowel surgery a few days prior and was now chocking on some sort of fluid. The code team final comes in the room and they prepare to intibate him (that's were they stick a tube into his lungs so we can breath) That's a success so finally his color is turning pink again yeah!
This whole time my stomach didn't hurt at all and I thought oh good it passed I'm going to be ok. Finally the finish working on him and transfer him down to the ICU.
About 20 minutes after the code I'm back to just hurting so bad. This was about 3am. Finally at 5am I decide I'm going to go the ER because this is just too much I've never had pain like this so I pass off my patients and go down.
They run some blood tests push on my stomach, ouch, then do a cat scan. What do you know my appendix is inflamed and must be removed! So into surgery I go. IT was my first surgery so it was very strange. All I remember of the operating room was being wheeled in there and then they put something in my IV and I was out. I woke up in my hospital be up on the floor. Yeah I got taken care of by the exact same people I work with. Talk about awkward. It was cool thought because they took really good care of me and it was fun to see everyone with my greasy hair and my butt hanging out of the back of my hospital gown, not really. So there it is I've officially had surgery and survived. Now recovery is the hard part because I have to take it easy and not lift a whole lot or do a whole lot. That's not easy to do with a 10 month old.