We spent at least 12 hours in the ER today. Rhett fell in the parking lot and hit his head. Geeze…was that just yesterday? By the time we left, Rhett had been tested from head to toe.
At first they told us the CT scan showed hydrocephalus. The guy said that Rhett needed emergency surgery to put in a shunt. Then he came back to say that Rhett had so much fluid in there that it would kill him to remove it all at once because something would cave in and bleeding would happen. He was quite graphic.
Then he comes back and tells us they have decided to do an operation from the top of the head to drain it that way.
I called Rhett’s son to let him know and to ask for a priesthood blessing for Rhett. Suddenly the story changes! The doc who talked to Rhett’s son said we were given bad information and Rhett was fine. After the son left, we were told that well, maybe Rhett wasn’t all right after all. They ordered an EEG to check his brain. A crew also came in and took him for a chest x-ray. Twice people came in and took vials of blood. At one point Rhett was getting IV fluids, but somehow he pulled out the IV 😮 I went to find a nurse when both of Rhett’s hands were bloody. Sigh…I think he got poked at least 6 times for IV’s, plus several times for blood. Since he was so swollen all over, it made him dehydrated and he was a tough stick.
Each time we thought maybe they were done and we could go home, somebody new would come along and think of a new test.
The three snotty neurologists turned out to be the ones who “accidentally” found the most significant clue. While they were there, the monitor kept going off for low oxygen saturation in the 80’s. It had been doing that for hours, but nobody cared.
The neuro put oxygen on him just to shut up the machine. That’s when everything changed. Rhett went from dopey and foggy to “himself”. His face unswelled and his color came back. He sounded like Rhett again.
Each time Rhett started to doze off he would make a snoring or huffing sound, the waves on the monitor went nuts and his oxygen sats fell into the 80’s. He has pretty bad sleep apnea. DUH!!!! His face was swollen like mine gets…and he was super-groggy this morning. He had made more weird noises last night than I had ever heard before. The doc thinks our dinner last night was probably saltier than we usually eat. Rhett has a sleep study appointment next week.
At some time in the afternoon, I shuffled and limped down to the bathroom. When I came back, my eyes were doing that roll back in my head thing. Four nurses all at once said “are you alright?”. I grinned, said no and told them I was not the patient. They already knew that. Three were women behind the ER counter and one was a guy. The guy would not let me keep going. He asked if there was anything he could do. I put my hands on my hips, looked him in the eye and asked if he could hook me up with an IVIg. Darned if the guy didn’t take me seriously!!!! He followed me to Rhett’s room, wrote down my info and made a bunch of calls 🙂
OK, so after 6 PM, all the test results were finally in and we were allowed to go to the check out. When I went outside to move the RV around 8 AM, the temp had risen into the 40’s. When we left, there was 5″ of snow on hospital hill and it was about into blizzard conditions. No one had plowed or sanded. It took more than half an hour to go less than a mile. I kept wondering why there was a cop car just past the traffic light. I soon found out. While waiting at the red light, I was rear-ended. When the light turned green, I crept around the corner and pulled over in front of the cop. As the woman who hit me exchanged info with me, four other pairs of cars repeated the same scenario and also pulled over. The cop went down the line and made sure we were all OK and doing the info swap. Assembly (diasassembly) line at its best. The RV bumper got pushed in and flipped. I couldn’t see much in the dark with snow coming down so hard. When the woman asked if I was alright, I said yes, but my butt hurt. We laughed.
It took a looong time to go 4 miles. We got home at 7:30. The second Rhett got out of the car, he fell in the parking lot. He had a heck of a time getting up, even with my walker to help.
I went down to the free table to look for goodies, before going to my apartment. That’s when the pain hit. Now my neck to butt, butt to foot and down my left arm are on fire and have sharp pains. They are excruciating if I laugh or move. Yes, that was me you heard coast to coast screaming OH CRAP!!!!
I called the ER just to tell them about my spine hurting after the traffic accident and Rhett’s fall AGAIN in the parking lot. The guy was a hoot. He totally understood the irony. He wanted me to come back. I just laughed and he said he understood. He encouraged me to call an ambulance if it gets worse. I took all my usual meds and a NORCO. That has to be good enough for now. The main road coming home was blocked off by a cop car just as we got to it. I am sure the news must be full of closures and accidents tonight.
You know what??? We are greatly, hugely, humongously blessed. Rhett is OK all over, we didn’t get killed in a traffic accident, I was not at fault and we are home, safe and warm!!!! Wow….what a day!