Mamamia! A&E again!
Major relapse yesterday, and ended up being rushed to the A & E. (For the second time in three months, har har har.)
Was feeling faint all afternoon - but by the time I’ve finished my bath (and possibly losing 1 litre of fluid from my system through sudden diarrhea), I could barely stand up. And that was when my concerned mum flew into a panic and whooshed me all the way to Mount Elizabeth A & E.
Can’t remember much from the whole thing apart from this particularly good looking doctor. (I couldn’t believe my luck when he walked into my examination room. There were … 5 doctors on duty at the A & E that day and I managed to get him! Lucky am I!)
Possibly the youngest doctor there as well, who empathized with my situation, ordered a battery of tests and was constantly apologizing for the lag time between each one. (Because the A & E was extremely crowded yesterday.)
Arrrr! Why apologize? It’s part and parcel of being in an A & E, isn’t it?
Seems like Mount Elizabeth Hospital places their service standards as one of their top priorities - unlike government hospitals. Mount Elizabeth never ceases to amaze.
Second most distinct memory was this elderly nurse who wanted to jab me in the butt (WTF?!??). I refused, giving the excuse that it is not my nature to ‘moon’ people or flash inappropriately. (Hehehe, I can still crack jokes in this situation?!?)
The nurse was laughing throughout, constantly remarking that I was so ‘cute’, and ended up jabbing my right arm instead - and insisted that I lie down during the jab.
I wondered why, but didn’t ask.
Received the answer to my question only after the whole thing was over - apparently, it hurts like fuck. Honestly, I’ve taken loads of jabs in my entire life and this one - I can safely say, is about five times worse. You can actually feel the harsh needle prick, and the burning sensation as all the fluid goes in. (Ordinarily, I would barely feel anything.)
The nurse too, also mentioned that she made me lie down because some people might faint from the sheer pain and the last thing she wanted was for me to topple on top of her.
Hmm, so I look heavy, eh?
Went home after with a throbbing arm and extreme drowsiness. (Read: High on drugs.) Went home and konked out immediately for … nineteen hours straight. No kidding.
Whatever it is - I’ve gotten a couple of days off school with strict instructions to rest from mummy dearest.
Plus, I ended up missing a midterm exam (which I studied for over the past four days), and missed my coding deadline. Right now, my schedule is even more fucked up than before.
Just felt that I should reiterate my little A & E escapade.
Plus, I’m curious - has anyone ever received a stream of apologies from doctors/nurses alike for delays while in the A & E?
The mind boggles.
C O M M E N T S (3)
hmm its been a trend for some years, doctors r the one who apologize, sometimes nurses, if they’re nice, no wait, professional about it.
the healthcare sector is now run like a business, so everyone is very pro already!! haha
gd to hear Mt E is v efficient, next time i go there (*touch wood*)
btw i have a new blog, sorry abt smallforcefield! –> can email me for password:)
Brenda’s reply: Emailed you. (: And yap - this is my second time at Mount E’s A&E and I was still impressed. Hahaha. But hopefully, you wouldn’t need to go there!
I dunno, I think you’d be luckier if you hadn’t had to go there in the first place, even if you got the cute doctor ;)
So, bunch of tests but no answers yet? Keep us posted!
Brenda’s reply: Everything came out as ‘unconfirmed diagnosis’. Even the ECG - apparently, my heart rate slows when I lie down, so they can’t pick up tachycardia even if they wanted too. :( Boo.
Usually nurses and doctors in the ER (Emergency Room, probably the same as you all have but different initials on this side of the pond), are either super busy and curt, or they are bored and more concerned with getting their work done as soon as possible so that they can group up and chat. Lol. Service standards aren’t one of their worries, although they always do a good job.