That was me, no gangrene, but perforated. When you show up at the ER at 3am saying you think you have appendicitis, they fuckin move. I was in a bed in five minutes and had a diagnosis in 30.
I wish for us. Rural hospital so she got pain meds but was hooked up to an iv in the waiting room cause they didn’t have a bed until the next morning. Long story short, they had residents trying to do training or something in the same room she was resting in shortly after finally getting in there. I went off when she woke up cause they were being loud.
I get the necessity of what they were doing but know your surroundings. There is a time and place, and they got both wrong.
Yeah that’s no good. I had to tell the charge nurse to leave my room and never come back one time (not the appendix time). My wife was not happy about it, but whatever. It’s my room, I’m the patient, if you can’t handle me using a little spicy language because the last person who was in here couldn’t find the vein in the back of my hand, you can go.
