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A few days ago I had a cold and then it evolved into something worse. By Thursday afternoon I was "working from home," feverish and lethargic. It felt like malaria, especially since I've had malaria before with a cold on top of that. So I asked mortuus to drive me to the E.R. at George Washington University Hospital. GW is the only place I know where they could test for malaria, so off we went. MoBob arrived around 5:30pm and then we waited and waited. I got moved into an empty room in the actual ER section, where I listened to a woman screech for what seemed like hours. Then J. came to visit me - she'd been in the Relief Society presidency meeting when she saw mortuus's FB update and the RSP immediately dispatched her to see me. Poor J. had to watch while the technicians took my blood and stuck a cotton swab up my nose. J. stayed for a good chunk of time and then MB took his turn. We waited, and waited, and waited some more. In between a doctor or a nurse or a technician would do something - inject me with liquid motrin, take my temp, ask questions - and then we'd wait some more. Everyone was kind and solicitous, but they were few and far between. Toward the end of the evening I was moved to a gurney in the hallway and hooked up to an IV. That was probably the nadir of my ER experience. I wasn't sick enough to merit a room! My malaria test wasn't going to be available until the next morning (and it was negative) and we finally got a taxi for home at 1am. I ended up sleeping for most of the weekend. I still feel really really tired. I have a vague memory of MB trying to shake me awake and me hitting him in response.
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On January 31st, 2011 07:53 pm (UTC), pearlbeachlady commented:
Hope you feel better soon! That sounds like a terrible weekend!
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On January 31st, 2011 08:40 pm (UTC), mortuus commented:
I spent most of my ER time in the hallway too. I tried not to be offended. I was in a room at first, but not for long, and then moved to the hall. I think it didn't bother me too much, though, because I was pretty stoned on dilauded and the people watching was sufficiently amusing (though it was 6 hours from the time I arrived until the diagnosis, so it was pretty boring). It wasn't until they decided it was appendicitis that I warranted a room again in the ER since I was suddenly thrown into surgery prep (it was nice of them to not make me get naked in the hallway).

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On January 31st, 2011 09:37 pm (UTC), themenow commented:
I hate ERs. They always seem understaffed; but then again, some people use them for Doc in the Box (as was my experience twice in the same ER with kidney stones - kidney stones are not as important as a teenager with a runny nose because she came in the door first).

I hope hope hope that you are okay. Any news?
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On February 1st, 2011 09:37 pm (UTC), 13oct commented:
I just saw this! I hope you are better now!!
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