Comments on: For Your 31st Birthday, I Give You a Blockage

By: I Like Having a Personal Nurse

I Like Having a Personal Nurse — Mon, 23 May 2011 19:58:02 +0000

[...] driven me to the ER at 1am with blockages [...]

By: Surviving a 21-hour Blockage Without Pain Meds

Surviving a 21-hour Blockage Without Pain Meds — Fri, 30 Jul 2010 03:23:05 +0000

[...] by several people already: I jinxed myself blogging about my last blockage that I had in December (Part 1 and Part 2). Yesterday was a day and night of utter misery with yet another blockage. Yay, [...]

By: A Night and a Morning in the Hospital

A Night and a Morning in the Hospital — Tue, 27 Jul 2010 04:21:34 +0000

[...] left off with Part One with an inconclusive contrast CT scan, a super slow staff, and a previously unmentioned multitude [...]

By: Jesse Petersen

Jesse Petersen — Mon, 26 Jul 2010 07:35:18 +0000

Oh, THAT one! That one was at UCH (I think! – maybe not, because I was at TGH in 2001) and Rolfe came in to make sure I was okay and was going to get my Gastrografin ASAP, told me to “take your d*** Creon!!” and proceeded to walk down the hall and rip the floor's head nurse a new one for being so incompetent to try using Fleet enemas on a CFer with a history of small intestine blockages, etc. etc.

It's nice having Beautiful there now, because I can let her get mad. I can be annoyed and grumpy, and if they see that she's not reacting to my rage, then I must be right or I'd be getting corrected. If she's staring them down with the same intensity because SHE knows they're an idiot, I think they get the message a bit better.

By: Jerry

Jerry — Mon, 26 Jul 2010 07:29:21 +0000

It's the one somewhere after Thanksgiving 2003, but before you got married. Your mom and I got to TGH while you were filing out a gripe report with the head nurse. You'd been there since sometime the day before. You went point by point about all the dumb mistakes in the ER and on the floor, including not calling Dr. Rolfe. I was amazed at how lousy they treated you and how well you controlled your anger. You were so mad your hands were shaking and your voice was kind of breaking, but you never yelled at her.

By: Jesse Petersen

Jesse Petersen — Mon, 26 Jul 2010 05:48:22 +0000

Whatever visit you're remembering (I think you mean the one where they did a blood gas on me and the old man wanted the nurse to take off her clothes first), that visit was a dream compared to that one because I walked out of there that day. The maddening thing is the lack of calling Dr. Rolfe after repeated requests to call him and let him know I was there. I've been told to call the on-call doctor, even if I'm in the ER at the moment to let them know I'm there and need an intervention. Crap, this is going in the Tuesday post – spoiler alert!