As I said before riding in the ambulance on my way to the hospital in Greenville was very difficult . Hitting ever bump feeling every broken bone pop sending sharp bursts of pain through my body. At this point I still had not completely comprehended just how bad my wreck was and what condition my body was in. Closing my eyes praying I would just make it to the hospital already I tried to stay calm. I heard people talking asking question but not completely understanding what they were saying I managed to look over to my left and realized there wa a woman in the same straps and neck brace as me . She seemed very coherent and aware answering questions and staying calm. I honestly thought I had imagined the other person in the ambulance with me , it wasn't until days later that I realized she was real and was the other victim of the accident.
I knew we had arrived at the second hospital as the brakes slammed and the can of the ambulance shook. I must have floated out of consciousness agiain because the next thing I remember is being in a room with steven standing next to me . The next couple of hours are very fuzzy , seeing many faces only knowing one of the. Which was Stevens .
I remember being in the room having more leads and ivs attar he's to my body monitoring my heart , respiration, and providing me with fluids and pain medicine. I remember waking up again and having mom next to me . I felt confused all over again and still having ytrouble speaking and now breathing .
As I laid there it felt as if my lungs were flattened and on my left side , the side of the impact, I felt sharp stabbing pains as I attempted to take breathes . I began breathing small short breathes attempting to dull the sharp pain stabbing at my lung. Steven and mom both looked so frightened and worried , both holdingmy hands or rubbing my forehead .
As Iay there feeling more comfortable as the pain meds spread through my body I was able to relax and look around . Nurses entered with doctors all of which is still fuzzy , I know someone told me that they wanted to do xrays so steven walked with me down the hall to the xray room.
He stayed outside of the room as I enters the cold , sterile room. I was still on the hospital bed because the doctors were not sure what my injuries were so I was not allowed to be moved from the bed. As the x- Ray tech had to slide the x-Ray boards under my hips I realized I couldn't even lift my hips. At that moment I was frightened, and began to cry. I am not sure if was crying just from the pain or more so crying from now understanding that something wasn't right , not being able to remember the accident , and being alone in that cold sterile room.
After the X-rays I was returned to my room , greeted by my handsome steven walking me to the room and welcomed by my mom. So began the waiting period . More and more pain medicine was injected into my
Iv, by this point I had three in. Two in my right arm and one in my left arm , wires pertruding from my hospital gown , my bruises beginning to show, I felt like a big freak show that everyone kept coming to see.
The result crime back from the x-ray and they said they need to do more x-rays to check on my knee, spine, and back. Also that they needed to do a CAT scan, to be able to make sure I was okay. I was yet again rolled in my hospital bed towards anther room this time I was alone.
Rolling down the halls sti half drugged up from all the medicine , I see people walking around with their Ivs , children with families waiting to hear news about their loved ones, and people working , rushing around with papers and carts etc. I enter the room this time it's a bright , friendly environment. There was at least six people in there in hiding radiologists , xray techs , and nurses.
I had always heard of CAT scans and seen them on house or greys anatomy but th second I was moved from my bed to the CAT scan machine I began feeling anxious , I asked how far was I going to be out into the machine , what sound does it make, how long will I have to be I there . I began feeling closterphobic and started crying asking them to please not put me inside of that machine . After the nurses calmed me down I sucked it up and allowed them to send me through.
The "bed" you lay on to be entered into the machine was warm with blankets and actually comfortable , it began and I was slid into the machine through the dark entrance and was completely submerge er into the machine up to my eyes. After what seemed like hours I was done !
A feeling of relief came over me and I was again calm. I rode back to the room on the bed I had entred in and yet again greeted by the warm familiar faces of my mom and steven. Now began the second waiting period which was stressful . We waited in the room to be notified as to what the results from all the X-rays and CAT scan were and what my next steps were.
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