Hospital walk the and back adventure

Last night I went on a hospital adventure. I had been hurting for a bit and then it got horrible around the time I was going to bed. I had gotten upset and the pain got worse. It got to the point that I almost blacked out everytime I stood up. So april got me to take a HOT HOT bath. Trying to relieve the muscles. When that didnt work I knew april was right. I needed to go to the ER. So When her parents got home, she packed me up in the truck and got me to Piedmont.

When I got there, Aprils dropped me off so i didnt have to walk so far and I went in and let the woman at the desk know what was going on. I let her know that over roughly the past 4 months I’ve either had no period or only spotted lightly for a day or two. I also let her know that I had endometrosis and an ovarian cycst. They checked me in, did the normal routien and finally got me in a room. That’s when the adventure for april and my walk through hell started.

They told me that they had to do an external ultrasound, pelvic exam and pain pills. See the funny part about this is that they gave me pain pills for two reasons. One being the pain of coarse. And the other was because as soon as they said pelvic exam, I almost had a breakdown. I told april I would suffer through the pain and that I wanted to go home. When I explained to the doctor that I was raped and that I didn’t want a pelvic exam because it wigged me out, they brought me two vicodin only a few minutes later.  I prepared myself for that.  I was completely ready only to find out that the pelvic exam cart was in use and that that meant I had enough time to calm down a bit more and that I would go get external ultra sounds done first.

This was when I think god decided to literally try to push me to breaking. I went in there under the knowledge that I was getting ONLY an external ultrasound. I had not prepared myself to not freak out for anything else. Then, after the external which already made me uncomfortable,  they said that in order to get a better idea of what was wrong with me and causing me to hurt so bad, they would have to do an internal ultrasound. I flipped
I cried like a big baby, I mean fucking lost it crying through the entire time. No one had let the ultrasound tech know that I was a delicate patient.

So I come out of there and I mean,  April thought I was going in for only external as well so I told her I would be fine. When I got back to the room and was balling as bad as I was, she thought I was going to need heavy sedation. I finally get in there and I lay down and I try to calm down and I almost get calmed down when they bring in the pelvic exam table. I can’t feel anything because the vicodin was hitting me hard. I could still feel emotions though and obviously I was trippin bad because I got even more upset. It took them literally 20 minutes to get me to lay still and another 40 or so just to get me to stop crying long enough to get my heart rate and blood pressure down. Then, we the exam took place, I pretty much blacked out from the stress on my heart due to my intence hysteria.

When I came to and it was over, I sat there and after aprils attempts to find out what I was thinking had failed I decided maybe talking would help. Instead, I went off into everything. Details to blame about that night. I felt like if I had listened to Justin or Eliza or Victor, that I wouldn’t have been through that shit in the first place.

Once everything was done, we waited on all my results to  come in. Finally at 4 AM, we got the news that my endometreosis was really fucking bad. I have cycsts on  my left overie as well as my right now and They are pretty big which is what’s causing my sever pain.

At 4:30 they came in gave me a prescription, a few shots, one of which was daloted. Greatest pain killer of my life. I littereally could not feel ANYTHING.
So me and april went to wal greens, filled my script, I got wheeled around everywhere in the hospital and then, to top the night off, on our way home we hit a deer and I threw up twice.