Hello everyone,
Okay here it is, I know that a few of you have been asking what happened to me in the hospital so heres the story,
(if you know anything about chronic pain and pain medicine for it you will
understand exactly what happened and what I went thru)
I was supposed to have surgery at 3:00pm on Monday, they told me to be there at 1pm. They
called me early and said to come in now, it was12pm, and that they were running early) so I rushed in and was 2blocks from
the hospital and the O.R. nurse called my cell phone and wanted to know where I was, (this was not even 15mins later from
the first call! I told her where I was and she said good thats fine. I got there and ran into Erin,(she was going at 3:30)
so I went up to DOSA waiting room and waited. Erin showed up about 10mins later in dosa. They ended up taking her first for
some reason and I waited and waited. They finally took me back around 6pm. Because I hadnt had anything to drink or eat in
almost 24hrs they took over an hour to find an iv site. At 1130pm they came to me and said they couldnt do the surgery until
tomorrow. They admitted me gave me a drink and again I waited!
They took me down at 8am and finally took me in at 1030am.
Everything was great until the next morning. I have been on oxycontin 20mg 2xs aday and percocet 3xs a day for over 2 yrs.
Any nurse, Dr or someone who has been on chronic pain meds would know I am addicted to the Meds and I will start to go thru
withdrawl after not having them when I am due to take them. oxycontin is a bad medicine which I have wanted to get off of
for the past year because of the withdrawl. My pain management doctors and ortho surgeon has been telling me that I need to
increase the dose and I refuse to do it. I am scared of it and it is bad enough on the mg that I am taking. If I am late
heres what happens, Legs start to shake uncontrollably, run a fever, get very sick to stomach, drenching sweats, throw up or dry heave
continuously, and it feels as if your insides are being squeezed and put thru a meat grinder. (I could never understand how
people could be heroin addicts and go thru all of that!!!) This is hard to share with all of you but you are my friends so
here is the rest.
Before the surgery I talked to Wings, my doctor, my pain mang dr, (all my doctors,I reminded them of this withdrawl thing and
how I was scared that I would have to go thru this right after a surgery on my stomach, it seems the withdrawl is the hardest
on your insides and with dry heaves) I talked to Dr Scott and Natalie and they all told me that it would be fine they would
give me the meds I needed to get me thru it until I could take the oxy. again by mouth, they are pretty small so I would only
have to wait one or 2 days after surgery to take them. They could not be crushed you have to take them whole. So I wouldnt
beable to take them right away, no problem they would put this in my chart. It is the stupidest thing, I dont know why I am
so embarrassed about this addiction thing, its not my fault, I have to take them or I cant walk or move around at all, I have
even talked to my father about these pills, (he used to be a narcotics officer) and he explained how when you really need
pills to function it isnt the same kind of an addiction as someone who is abusing them to get the "high". But never the
less it still seems to embarrass me.
So I think everything is fine, I have the surgery and because I am allergic to Morphine the have to give me a Dilata (sp)
pump. Dr. Scott also writes in the chart to give additional "break thru" shots if needed for the withdrawl. They gave them
to me as ness. from about 2-3pm until my new nurse came on at like 7am then she says she doesnt have anything in my chart
about it and on top of that she is taking my pump away also. You know I was really dealing with the surgery really good, as
a matter of fact I started getting myself up less than 12hours after surgery by myself to walk. They never came and did
this. I really didnt need the pump anymore, I was okay without it, but I tried to explain about the withdrawl. She said she
would call my doctor, this went on and on. She was so terrible!! It was the worst thing I have ever gone thru in my whole
life. I didnt have any numbers with me. My husband went to the hotel to try and get some sleep. I just felt like there was
nothing he could do for me and he was helpless. I was afraid he was going to kill the nurse, (now I know I should have let
him), I asked for a phone book so I could look up the offices phone number, (she wouldnt bring me one, said she couldnt find
one), after I had been dry heaving and cramping for over 8 hours I finally lost it. My husband did too. I was crying and
hurting so bad. The next thing I remember is the Tech coming in saying that they could not find the nurse, (later I found
out she had just left the hospital), and they sent a replacement nurse to cover for her and to cover the night shift. I dont
know what was going on but according to info I got the next day the hospital had a bunch of nurses just call in that day and
night and not come to work. But finally this really nice nurse named Jake came in and was so sorry for everything. He was
so mad, as a matter of fact the next morning there were alot of mad people about what happened especially the administration
when I made a formal complaint. By the time that this "Jake" came on and I got the medicine I needed, I had gone thru the
withdrawl for over 12 hours. It took them a couple of hours to get someone who could start a new IV on me. Rory had told
the other nurse that my IV had blown in my hand, (I am the hardest person to find veins in they have only found two spots
that they could put IV's at, and the nurse had blown the first one when she was tring to put the IV in before surgery. So
Rory told this stupid nurse my hand was swelling up with fluid with the IV and she would never do anything about it. It was
like that for over 4 hours! They brought in the sweetest lady I have ever met in a hospital who they said was in charge of
two IV clinics in after the evac team tried 7 times to stick me. She looked at my hands and gave me a hug and said no
problem honey Im gonna take care of you. One stick and the Iv was in!!!! It was in my thumb but it was in !!!! She was so
sweet, and so was Jake. He gave me the medicine and I ended up being able to get some sleep. Rory would not leave me again
and go back to the hotel, he said there was no way they were gonna put me thru all the pain again and he was gonna make sure
of it!!! I am lucky to have him. So long story I know, I wouldnt of even told everyone about it but I never, ever want
someone to go thru this. Doctor Johnson was so mad that morning when he came in the hospital I was glad to see he cared so
much about what happened to me, I was beginning to wonder!! So remember, if you are on chronic pain meds and you know there
is withdrawl when you dont take them or take them late, make SURE you get that wrote in your chart and when your nurse comes
on make sure she knows what the hell is going on!!!! AND HAVE ALL YOUR DOCTORS NUMBERS WITH YOU! Just in case. Take care,
Susan