Hey Ro & Jo,
I really want to thank both of you for helping me out during our last chat - I’m much better tonight - it’s now 11:10 pm and I’ve been home about 12 hours.
Judy, thank you for your thoughts & prayers. Last night they were needed and I believe they were answered. I am grateful!
The paramedics and hospital staff were great - and thanks to the Gold Coast Hospital for putting what they call a ‘protocol’ in place, that meant this trip in, the Toradol that has provided me the best relief, is now an automatic treatment when they admit me because of the TN. I was taking straight into the ER and given a bed and about 3 blankets, and a nurse was there to admit the Toradol within 5 minutes.
I have never before had an attack like that. It was the worst night of my life so far last night. The lovely paramedic, I think I’ve met him before :), was concerned, he didn’t know how to help me on the road to the hospital – an hours drive for me, but they got me there in less than 45 minutes. I felt I was on the verge of passing out but my body betrayed that desire – and praying desperately that someone would just put me in a coma or something
I must have said that out loud
the Ambo said he could understand and appreciate that. So, I said to him maybe oxygen would help, but that I can’t use the face mask as it just blows cold air on my cheeks and would make things worse. I asked him instead for the tuby thing that plug in your nose. He held up the thingamy and said this thing? I actually laughed. He is a good man. He had no way of helping me before getting to the ER, as there’s nothing that he had that could dent the agony I suffered. So he just talked with me. He did notice however, that along & under the lower jaw area, there was visibly obvious inflammation where that part of the pain was. So, then we talked about anything else but what was going on and he tried to make me smile, he used to be in the Army and was a paratrooper. I liked him and he said he’d say goodnight before he left the hospital, but I think I had passed out as I did not see him again.
I was kept in through the night in their emergency room and checked on regularly. First up there, my BP kept climbing – but it didn’t reach the danger zone so they weren’t overly concerned. My Heart rate however kept switching between healthy and oh what do they call it? Is it Tachycardic? I don’t remember. So, they kept me on monitors all night and by morning my BP dropped considerably and my heart rate returned to normal resting levels and so they then decided to go through all the Neuro testing, that was done twice and early this morning they sent me in for the CT scan that they’d previously wanted my own GP to arrange. Thankfully the CT was clear.
After they medicated me in the ER after my arrival, I just kept falling asleep; all I had to was close my eyes. Unfortunately, as we know - ER’s aren’t a good place to sleep as someone’s constantly checking on you. But waking myself from sleep each time, I was forgetting where I was and my brain was just so fuzzy. But the attack didn’t repeat while I was there. Thank goodness for small mercies and large mercies. Though I did and still have some balance issues and my body feels as weak as a newborn after that much pain. Through the dozing & waking in my bed there I felt at times like I was hallucinating. This morning I mentioned this to the Doctor who came to tell me the good news about the CT scan. She did not say a word about what I just said about the hallucinating part – and then I worried they might think I’d gone crazy…
They had no further explanation for what happened. They just treat your symptoms, make sure you’re stable and pretty much send you on your way. The ER doctors & a Neurologist discussed me between themselves but didn’t share their thoughts. They just kept confirming I had an appointment soon with my Neuro. I’m more looking forward to getting that first appointment at the pain clinic. I’m so hoping that they’re going to be a large part of my answer. I hope I’m not setting myself up for further disappointment.
One sweet thing when my Mom drove me home today. My Dogs
oh, the singing and carolling voices when they saw me coming towards the door – that I was again, home at last! They’ve shadowed me all day and smothering me with their concern. People who say that Dogs cannot experience emotion – are all idiots. My Dogs love me and I love them in return. I couldn’t live without them.
It’s now a day later. I’m still unable to walk and balance myself properly without walking into door frames and walls in my own house. I’m dropping things… The fatigue is dragging me down and I think I should try and sleep in case the mild – moderate pains I’m getting tonight are warning signs, I’m just hoping they’re more like aftershocks.
Again, I appreciate all your words of help, comfort, reassurance and advice, maybe more than you know! I so wish that we lived closer together to give each other this kind of comfort when we need it the most. I feel very blessed that you were online – just at the time I needed your help the most! My Angels must really love me, to guide me to sit at my computer while I was in the worst pain of my life – and there you were! Touch wood, so far tonight’s pain is manageable and sticking at 5 or less out of the 10. Medication is useless.
I’m Sorry that I write so much. I think I write this much because I need to unburden, and I know that here are the only people that understand me. But at the same time, I’m sorry to lay so much of my concerns on all of you. End of this stage of my Journal.
Thank you for all your understanding.
Love Ko xx