I was in the ER today, and I don't know why I ever think that when I go in I'm going to get a sound answer to anything. Today basically the end point was that I had a few different things wrong, but they weren't bad enough to require treatment at this point.
How annoying is that answer?
I guess I should explain that I went in because though I had a ultrasound for my kidney and appendix later this evening, a trip to the bathroom in the morning (don't laugh!) put me in so much pain I couldn't stand up straight and had a very difficult time picking Paige up from school shortly there after. Once home I couldn't stand at all, so I called the trusted phone nurse who told me to head straight to the ER, do not stop, do not pass Go, do not collect $200. She was worried my appendix could be about to burst. Which to be honest I was worried about too.
So my MIL came to get me since I couldn't drive safely. No, not because I'm a woman, because of the pain.
I was admitted right immediately, blood drawn, baby's heartbeat found and I peed in a cup.
Incidentally, with all the technology in the world why can't they make those narrow little cups bigger? I mean really, they should come with a damn funnel. It's just mean, especially for a pregnant woman who can barely see her feet let alone her urine stream!
Anyway, back to the story...I had my ultrasound early and afterward I was finally told that I had a inflamed uertra, the connection between my kidney and bladder. It was not however inflamed enough to worry about it as of yet.
I was also told that my white blood cell count was elevated from the last testing only a few days ago....however not elevated enough to yet worry....ugh.
And lastly they couldn't really see my appendix in the ultrasound, but due to that fact they are sure that means it's not inflamed and that would in turn lead them to believe that it's not about to burst. Yet, I should follow up with my doctor in a few days to have that white blood cell count checked again, you know just to make sure.
So I am no closer to an answer, I have a bigger hospital bill and am still in all the pain in the world. They need to rename the ER! It should be called the "Don't Bother Coming In Unless You've Lost A Limb" because I don't think that it does you any good to go in unless that's happen.