Hospitals…Like WTF?!

Hey guys! Yesterday I was in the hospital and I didn’t have a very pleasant experience. (Oh btw, I’m fine. They thought it was my appendix at first, but after I had some tests done they found that it was a cyst on my ovary that had burst. It hurt a lot tho.) 
So one of the things that really bothered me was the fact that no matter if there was 2 other patients waiting or 10, you always had to just sit and wait. First they had me go into a exam room and the nurse talked to me (and was very rude). Then the nurse left and I had to wait in the room for about 20 minutes until the doctor came in to see me.
Which wouldn’t have really mattered at all except for the fact that I was in agonizing pain.
When the doctor finally did come in she asked me a few questions, had me lay on the table and started jabbing me in the stomach.
In what world is that OK to jab someone with stomach pain in the stomach?! Not cool.
And then after she finished abusing me she just walked out of the room. Then in a few minutes the nurse came back in and told me I needed to go to the lab to have blood drawn and a urine test.
Why couldn’t the doctor have just told me that?!  
So I went over to the lab and had my mom, a lab technician, draw my blood.
Which was probably the fastest anything went the entire time.  
Once I finished having my blood drawn, and peeing in a cup (not fun when you can barely sit) I was told to go back into the waiting area, to wait. Again. 
I waited for about half an hour until a X-ray technician led me to a room where she told me to take off my shirt, pants, and bra and put on one of those hospital gowns.
The gowns had snowflakes on them…And not like little ones that you can barely tell what they are so they kinda just look like little blue pokadots. No, big, huge, ridiculous snowflakes covered the entire thing. Did they not know it was spring?! Like seriously..Come on.
Once I changed into the hospital gown I went into the hallway to find the X-ray lady; she saw me and told me that it was going to be a few minutes because she was waiting on a phone call. So I got to stand in the hallway for 15 minutes with no shoes on and a gown that only had one of the little thingys in the back tied.
All the other ones were completely out of reach! Like how do they expect you to put that thing on yourself if they put the ties in the most random, unreachable places?!
The X-ray didn’t take too long (thank goodness!), but then after I changed back into my clothes I was told to go sit in the waiting area, again. I waited there for a while and then they brought me back into the exam room where they had me wait some more. Finally the doctor came to the room and told me that I needed a cat scan. So I was sent down to that part of the building. Where I was forced to drink 2 full bottles of this contrast material. 
It’s not like it tasted bad or anything, like it just tasted like water, but they were 2 full 16 or more oz. bottles. And they were freezing! I mean if it were room temperature it would have been way easier to drink, but drinking that much cold liquid is not fun! You can like feel it all in your stomach. Ick. And then after I had drank it all, I had to pee so badly! But they wouldn’t let me! So I had to hold it for like 2 hours until I was done with the cat scan.
Btw.. If anyone ever asks you if you want to have a cat scan, say no! They are terrible, and really scary!
During the scan they had to put more contrast fluid in through an IV, and wow was that stuff weird! It made me feel like I was going to pass out. It made my entire body feel like it was burning up, that I had wet my pants, and made my chest really tight. But apparently those are all normal side effects. 
But if it were up to me, I wouldn’t actually recommend giving someone with extremely bad asthma and anxiety about said asthma something that makes her chest tight and feel like she can’t breathe. Not actually the best plan in the world.
Well after the test was all said and done I had to wait some more. The test was being sent to a radiologist and I had to wait at the hospital for the results. I waited an hour. But when I finally did get the results it all turned out to be fine!
So moral of the story, hospitals suck and they make you wait a lot. 

Trying not to rant,
Sonya Noelle 









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