Hole Update

Such a catchy title don't you think?

Well, I've had an eventful day!

*** Warning!!  Post contains graphic pictures.  Do not read if you have a weak stomach.***

I went to the dr.'s at my local vårdcentral @ 10 am this morning to talk to the doc about a few things.  While I was there I had her check my oh so sexy wound.  Well she had a look and said oh boy!  Always a good sign when the docs are like shocked.  lol.  Well she said it is now infected and was quite full of puss (come on, you know you think that's hot!).  lol.  So she spent like 15 mins trying to clean everything out of it and pushing around on my belly going "does this hurt?....how about this?"  It was a wonderful way to start the day!

So, she gets it cleaned out takes a look inside (yes inside!) and says "hold on, I need to get a colleague."  The other doc comes in and he takes a gander too, they have a chat in swedish and then he leaves.  Then my doc turns to me and gives me the good news (insert sarcasm).  So I still have a hole in my side, and oh it's now infected so I need antibiotics, and she thinks it would be best to get it closed up with stitches.  She's not sure if she should do it or send me to the ER to have a surgeon look at it and handle it.  She tries calling the hospital and getting ahold of someone with no luck.  So she just sends me over to the hospital with a note from her to help explain things and hopefully speed the process up.  HA!

So I try to figure out a way to get to and from the hospital, discovering everyone is either out of town, busy or working.  So I have to take the bus, no big deal except I was in a bit of pain from all the poking and stabbing around in my side.

I get to the ER at about 12:30 pm and thankfully there was only 2 people in the waiting room.  I register and give my dr.'s note to the registrar, get a cup to pee in (only god knows why) and go back to sitting in the waiting room.

At about 1:15, I get called into a triage room where a nurse says she wants to take blood and blood pressure...all the usual suspects.  So I lay down and stick my arm out and warn the woman that she is better off getting blood from the hand not the arm.  So she tries to do her thing, but is unable.  Why?  Because my body is being uncooperative and my veins decided to play hide and seek.  The whole time she's shaking her head and looks so frustrated.  Then she takes a hail mary jab into my arm and doesn't find the vein.  So she goes to get another nurse.  He tries to find my veins, but ends up looking equally as frustrated and disheartened.  So he starts with my hand.  No luck, so he tries all kinds of things, using an IV needle, pumping up a blood pressure cuff, then loosening it, flushing the vein with etc.  Only after he did the flush thing I noticed that the liquid seemed to all gather in a tube like shape down the top of my hand.  Like it looked funky!  Like I had a bank roll of coins under my skin.  I asked "um, is that normal? is it supposed to do that?"  What do you think his answer was?  "No."  Of course!  Well he kept trying and after about 45 mins he was able to get 2 vials of blood out of me.  Never in my life has it been so difficult for anyone to get blood out of me.  Hahaha.

So then I'm banished back to the waiting room.  Where I sit until 4:15 pm.  Talk about frustrating.  Did I mention I'm supposed to eat every couple hrs and I was supposed to eat lunch at 1, and my snack at like 3-4.  Yup, missed them both.  So I was like starving and getting a headache and majorly grumpy!

When it was time to see the doc I get pulled back into the triage room.  Give her the deets again.  She takes a look and says agrees it's infected, but tells me she won't do stitches at this stage because of risk of infection. Huh? Ok.  So she writes a script for antibiotics, puts some butterfly tape on it as well as a waterproof bandage and sends me home.  So that was a long ass day just to get taped up!

ER doc says I need to go back to the vårdcentral doc on Monday and have it all looked at, cleaned, and redressed again.  It is such a good thing that I live really close to the vårdcentral.  Thankfully it's only like a 7 min walk.  Otherwise I'd be annoyed by the constant back and forth to the docs.  Also a wonderful thing that I have a free health card, so all these visits aren't costing me anything but patience and occasional bus fare.  lol.

Here comes some pics of the beautiful wound I have.  I know these pics aren't the best in the world.  It's hard to take pics of your side with your phone.  lol.  But you get the idea.