DH arrived and we waited! We had to wait 2 hours for discharge so it was about 9pm by now!
This is when I started to feel unwell and was sick a few times but I REALLY wanted to go home and the Doctor on call wasn't too concerned to I staggered to the car and felt ghastly all the way home!
I have to say it wasn't a fun night for DH or me as I was being violently ill every 2 hours. So in the morning we called the emergency Doctor, saw her at out little local hospital in town and she told us to go back to the JR, so off we went!
When they saw me they admitted me straight away and I was on pain meds and a drip with anti- sickness injections on the ward very quickly! It was marvellous to start to feel slightly human again!
So began my second week in hospital!
Things were more serious this time as the ERCP procedure had resulted in Pancreatitus which is a know side effect but fairly rare! Lucky me!
This week was to be odd as I became a medical curiosity by developing Erythema Nodosum along with a bad bout of Pancreatitus, so I had lots of Docs and medical students wanting to look at this red lumpy rash I had developed!! The weird world of medicine!
So by Tuesday I was feeling LOADS better and wanted to go home and then was informed that if my Pancreatitis didn't improve I was off to intensive care as it was bad, sobering moment!
But I had a word with said pancreas and it sorted it's self out and surprisingly for everyone I was so much better I was allowed home late on Wednesday! YAY!
I had to go back in on Friday to have another go at removing the gall stone, so same as before waited around until the afternoon, nice lot in the endoscope suite, knocked out, came round about 30 mins later feeling good! NO STONE! YAY!!!
Apparently the stone was not there anyway so the little git had dislodged itself at some point!
I was going to stay in overnight as I'd had pancreatitus the last time and they needed to keep an eye on my!
So back on the ward I was feeling fine until 2am when the throwing up started again and the pain, but had a great nurse who hooked me up to a drip , anti-sickness meds and pain relief. Spent most of Saturday in pain but the on call Doctor seemed to think I should go home and TOLD me there was nothing wrong with me, stupid woman, her attitude was dreadful :(
So the on duty nurse who was supposed to discharge me , said I should stay until the next day as I did have a bit of a temperature and see how I was, which was kind of her. By 2am (seeing a pattern here?!) I was vomiting and shaking. A Lovely Doc came and examined me thoroughly and took LOADS of blood and got me comfortable.
By the morning I was running a high fever as I'd had another side-effect of the ERCP an infection!
Well Sunday was a blur as I wasn't very with it and I was on high doses of anti-Bs. That evening the rude Doctor arrived, so I looked at her and childishly said " I told you I was ill!' said she hadn't known I'd had a temperature and blah blah! Pffft!
Have to say I did quite enjoy myself at the JR the staff, apart from that ONE Doctor were superb and couldn't have been kinder! Had some great views across Oxford from the 5th floor too..
I also became pretty immune to having blood tests and canulas fitted as I had so many when I was there, something I had been quite squeamish about!
I was so fed up of wearing pyjamas all the time LOL but I got to wear sexy surgical stockings for three weeks!!
and I managed to grow my nails for the first time as I really wasn't eating ANYTHING!!!
I was also loosing the extra 28lbs I'd been carrying for the last few years, something I noticed on one of the rare days I wore something other than PJs!
Nearly finished with my time in hospital more to follow......!