What a day... or a couple for that matter.
I came in for my Trans Esophageal Echocardiogram to Beaumont in Royal Oak. It's been eventful. I got here at 11 when my procedure was scheduled. They prepped me and left. By 2 o'clock we were still in my room waiting. We hadn't heard anything from the nurses or the staff. 3 hours.... really people!? So I called the nurse and asked what was going on. She said that they were waiting on the anesthesiologist and it could be a little bit. Ok?! A little bit like 10 minutes, 1 hour, what are we working with here. She said about 30-40 minutes. An hour and 45 minutes later they came to take me into my procedure.
After I woke up I found out they did not get to fix my heart. Bummer. Said while I was down I kept coughing up obstructions. I'm going to go with it was most likely phlegm. They had to go in and remove it. So moving forward i'm going to need to have open heart. They think they can fix it by going in and doing an incision under my right breast and going in that way rather than opening up my rib cage. Somewhat good news.
So, here I am in post op freezing my ass off. I mean, legitimately freezing my ass off. I was shaking so hard my bed was moving. I assumed half of it was from waking up from anesthesia. They gave me a few heated blankets. That did not warm me up. They told me they had my room, called down to Ryan and we were on the move. I get to my room and it's 55 degrees. Mind you, I'm still shaking like a pebble in an earthquake. The male nurse said he turned the heat up. 20 minutes later the nurse comes to see me and i'm still shaking. I ask for a heated blanket, she goes looking. Comes back a few minutes later, they don't have blanket heaters on this level. Give me two blankets. Now i'm up to 5 thick blankets and the sheet for my bed. My REAL nurse comes in and checks thermostat, STILL AT 55. She cranks it up to 73. Now it's been over an hour and Ryan still isn't here.
So I grab my phone and text him. He's in the waiting room, with a pager in hand. They never called him. Dumbasses. He goes to front desk and tells them. They say they can't help him because they didn't get the call. Are you fucking dense?! I give him room number, lady can't find me in the system. Finally after 10 minutes of calling around, they find out I am actually in that room and send Ryan up. By then I'm STILL freezing. He cranks heat to 80. I tell him he can go home and be with Kayden I'm going to bed. He leaves.
The fun part. I'm woken up for vitals and running a fever. Nurse isn't positive the conversion from Celsius to Fahrenheit so tells me about 101. WRONG. It was 103.5. Now this is 8:30 and Ryan had just gotten home. He says he's dropping clothes off with his mom and coming back. Guess what time he got here. Quarter to 12. WTF were you doing for 3.5 hours?! Oh well.
So I wake up and fever is broken. Met with Heart Surgeon. He explained everything. Wrote rx for infusion of antibiotics and chest Xray. Nurse says my antibiotic infusion is every 6 hours :-/ Just found out. May be here a few days.... FML
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